My Husband Made Me Host His Birthday Party with My Arm Broken – So I Taught Him a Lesson He’ll Never Forget

I turned to Linda.

“And you,” I said.

“You told me you’d still cook with a broken arm. You warned me men ‘look elsewhere’ if women don’t try hard enough. If that’s your idea of marriage, you can keep him.”

Her mouth opened.

Nothing came out.

I walked down the hallway to our bedroom.

My bag was already packed. I’d done it that morning while Jason was in the shower.

I came back with it over my left shoulder.

Jason stared. “Where are you going?”

“I’m leaving,” I said.

“I’m staying with a friend. The lawyer will explain the rest.”

“You can’t just leave. We have guests,” he sputtered.

“No,” I said.

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