My husband came home and said, “I’m in love with another woman, but I still love you, so I’ll just live in both houses” — I thought he was joking until he began packing, so I taught him a lesson he never expected from me.

 

I’ll see you on Monday for my shift with Kieran.”

 

 

When Monday afternoon came around, I heard his key turn in the lock.

 

The

front door opened, and Callum walked in.

 

“Hey!

 

I hope you’ve had time to cool off and see reason,” he called out brightly, walking toward the living room.

 

But as he confidently stepped through the doorway and saw exactly what I had waiting for him, he froze in his tracks, dropped his bag on the floor, and stammered, “Wait…

 

 

this isn’t what we agreed on!”His clothes were packed in boxes beside the front door.

 

My solicitor, Graham, was seated on the sofa with a folder across his knees.

 

“We never agreed on anything,” I said.

 

“You announced your plan and walked out.”

 

Callum’s face reddened.

 

“You can’t throw me out of my own house.”