Never Too LateChapter 9
Jenny was in her room about to get ready for bed when I arrived. I needed somebody to confide in and she was the only person I trusted enough to provide an honest assessment. "My wife is still involved with this other man," I divulged. "I followed them to our favourite restaurant, and then to this shady country lane where they had sex in his car. I returned home and read the texts they'd been sending to each other. I discovered a whole directory of explicit photos on her laptop, ones...