The Wife Who Slept Alone

Synopsis

Aaron worked late into the night every single day. When he finally got home, he'd either crash in the guest room or pass out the moment his head hit the pillow. We hadn't had sex in a year. Then, I accidentally stumbled upon Aaron's chat with his secretary. She sent a cute, needy message: [You won't even spend Valentine's Day with me? I'm so sad.] Aaron replied: [Be good. I'll celebrate your birthday with you next week.] He added: [I bought you some special lingerie. Wear it for me at work tomorrow.]