My Husband's Hundred Lovers

Synopsis

The bet is insane, even for my husband, Leonard Carter. He and his biggest rival each find 100 lovers. After the breakup, the women rate them. The loser grants the winner any one wish. Leonard showers them with extravagant gifts, making him a media sensation and me a city-wide punchline. Things come to a head on our wedding anniversary. He brings his 100th conquest, a woman named Sylvia Winters, as his date. When Sylvia loses a stupid party game, her "punishment" is a night with an elderly waiter. She collapses into his arms, sobbing. Leonard, ever the hero, turns to me with a distant gaze. "I'll give you three million dollars," he announces. "To take her place." The air thickens with stifled laughter. "Pimping out his own wife on their anniversary. Classy." "Didn't you hear? That's how he met her. Grace Jensen was a high-end call girl. He was her first client, a john who fell in love." "So it's not a punishment for her. She's just going back to her roots." Leonard silences the crowd with a single look. "Her score decides the bet," he tells me, as if explaining something to a child. I can't let her be unhappy. Besides, when I win, we win. It reflects well on you, too." When I don't move, he pulls out a rusted nail from his pocket. "Grace," he whispers, his voice dropping. "You haven't forgotten the promise you owe me, have you?" My hand clenches into a fist, my nails drawing blood. I take the check with a blood-smeared hand and walk into the room without looking back. The next time I see him, I hand him a divorce agreement. His face lights up. "You're a mind reader! Sylvia's condition for a perfect 10 is for us to split!" Then he pats my arm. "Don't you worry. It's just a fake divorce. You'll always be my wife." He may only have one wife. But I won't only have one husband.