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On the very first day I married my CEO husband, I told him plainly that I didn't care what he did outside. He could flirt, have affairs, whatever he wanted—as long as he kept it out of our home. If he ever brought it to my doorstep, I would walk away for good. He had kept that promise for years. Even when he fell for his new secretary, he kept her tucked away somewhere else, never allowing her to show up in front of me. But she had a problem with following rules. On our fifth wedding anniversary, she sent a delivery to our house. It was a cake. When I opened the box, the top was covered with a printed photo of her and my husband, pressed up against each other like they had nothing to hide. I took a long breath and closed the lid. At that moment, I knew our five-year marriage had finally reached its end.