As I walked I kept pushing my legs to go fast. My husband was coming back, what if he suspected me. He knew me well. I hoped I could push my feelings for Joe away and act normal. My lips kissed him, I couldn’t believe it. I hope Rosie never knows about this, I prayed.

I saw Frank’s Jeep parked in the garage. I smiled and rushed home. My husband was standing in the kitchen wearing an apron. He was cooking.

“Baby,” I shouted as he ran and hugged me. He lifted me up and I kissed him.

“I missed you my love,” he said happily.

“I missed you too baby,” I hold him.

This moment I had been waiting for. I was touched. This was the Frank I married. He kissed my cheek and made me sit down. He removed my high heeled-shoes and jacket. I looked at him as he switched the lights off. The candles were lit on the decorated table. I couldn’t believe it. He did this for me three years ago. I could smell the lamb chops, he still remembered I loved them spiced and grilled. I smelt the curry rice too.

“You prepared this for me?” I said standing up.

He rushed and made me sit down.

“Relax,” he whispered.” Everything is sorted.”

I smiled and breathed deeply. I blinked my eyes twice, checking if I was not dreaming. I was overwhelmed and happy. We sat together on the two candle-lit table. He held my left hand.

“This is all for you. I just missed my wife. I miss spending time with you,” he said.

“I miss you too,” I said .

“I love you,” he said and kissed my hand.

We were back to where we were. I loved this. We ate, talking about our love and our future. I took a shower after dinner and he joined me. After we bathed we slept side by side, both our naked bodies feeling each other. The thought of Joe vanished when my head was on Frank’s chest. I was infatuated by Joe. My husband was back, I reminded myself.

The wind and birds singing woke me up. Frank was not in bed. I panicked as I dressed in my gown. He has left me that was all that came to my mind. As I wore my slippers, Frank entered with a tray.

“Sleep, I wanted to surprise you,” he said.

He put the tray aside and made me lie on the bed. The tray had juice, toast, eggs, bacon and fried slices of tomato with a rose in a glass.

“Thank you,” I said and bit the toast. The food was really delicious. He still could cook.

“I should thank you for being patient,” he said kissing my forehead.

I smiled. If he only knew his absence had made me have feelings for Joe. Not again, I told my mind, your husband is back home.

“I’ve got a surprise for you,” he said, producing a car key on the bed which came from his robe he was wearing. “Eat and you and I will go and check your portable machine,” he said.

I ate two slices of toast and eggs and bacon quickly. I stood up, wore my slippers and drank the juice quickly.

“Let’s go,” I exclaimed.

We walked to the garage where I found a blue Porsche. I blinked, I don’t know how many times. I jumped on Frank screaming.

“Is it mine?” I asked and he nodded. “Thank you baby, I love you.”

We went for a spin, driving round the avenue. I couldn’t believe I would drive this car and that it was mine. I hoped it stayed like this forever. I didn’t want Joe anymore. I loved my Frank. I had missed his surprises and gifts. We returned home and took a bath together. It was like we were newly wedded. Most people say marriage changes after years. I thought so but not now, my marriage was still the same.

We decided to spend the day watching television and eating popcorns. We did that after I cleaned the house while he was busy checking his mail on his laptop. We sat closely together.

“Baby, I think we must start our family,” he said gently. “I am sorry for neglecting you. I want to be with you until death separates us.”

“I understand baby. That’s my wish too,” I said holding his hands.

“I mean it my wife,” he said.

“I love you Frank,” I said.

“I wronged you. I cheated on you, I won’t do it again. I love you,” he said sadly.

I couldn’t believe this. I threw his hands down. This was hard, my eyes dropped tears. I stood up trying to consume what he said. I was hurt, heart broken and devastated. He knelt and held my legs.

“Please forgive me. I love you. I am really sorry,” he said crying.

I didn’t deserve it. Should I forgive and forget? But why was my heart in so much pain. How could he do this to me? Maybe I should forgive him. I had been fulfilling my obligations as a wife and what did he do? He cheats. That made me angry. I couldn’t stay with him but I loved him.

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