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After ten years of marriage, my husband Charles Jenning's mistress sent me a photo taken in bed. Her naked body was pressed against his, and she was smiling straight at the camera like she had already won. The message read: [Susan, Charles says he loves you most when you're in uniform. But I found out he doesn't actually like it at all.] I stared at my phone for a moment and then replied with a single word: [Fine.] Thirty minutes later, I had traced her hometown, her parents' names, and the contact information of both her and her parents' employers. I was a surgeon. Finding the weak spot and cutting cleanly had always been my specialty.