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At the company's annual gala, I walked in on my husband's arm. Out of nowhere, someone splashed a full glass of wine all over me. I turned around and saw a woman pulling her hand back, still holding the glass. My dress was soaked. I was about to confront her, but my husband stepped in front of me. He said she didn't do it on purpose, told me to just let it go. He added that there were too many people from their company around, and he didn't want a scene. A little later, I caught the two of them backstage, practically wrapped around each other. The woman looked at him with this soft, lovestruck gaze. She said, "Thanks for defending me in front of your wife, Mr. Bishop. Splashing her felt amazing. I swear I'll work hard and won't cause you any trouble." She bit her lip, pretending to be all innocent and sweet. My husband reached out and pinched her nose, smiling at her like she was the love of his life.