I fell in love with another woman, and we’re expecting a baby, the husband said….

Anne left the supermarket with full bags of groceries, rushing to get home to prepare a festive dinner to celebrate her 40th birthday. Only close friends and their families were invited. Lost in thought, she stepped off the sidewalk onto the parking lot road and was knocked off her feet by a sharp push from behind.

She fell, dropping the bags onto the asphalt and scattering their contents. Anne screamed in surprise and pain. Excuse me, lady, for God’s sake, I don’t know how it happened.

Where did you come from? The frightened driver of the car helped Anne to her feet, very upset about what had happened. You almost ran over me. Who even gives such people a driver’s license? Anne exclaimed, rubbing her injured hand from the fall.

Well, you’re good too. You should have looked around, protested the stranger. Anne gave him a fiery look.

The man lowered his tone. I’m sorry, I was wrong. Let me take you home.

I’ll get the groceries now. The man picking up the bag began to collect the scattered products. Anne, coming to her senses a little, realized that she was partly to blame for the accident.

She softened her tone a little. You’re right, it’s my fault. I was lost in thought.

This is the result. If you could give me a ride home, I would be very grateful. My name is Matthew, the man smiled and held out his hand to the stranger.

Anne, she replied, smiling. On the way home, Anne and Matthew had an easy conversation. Your husband is lucky.

Beautiful, smart wife. Unfortunately, I was not so lucky. My wife left me with a little daughter in my arms.

That’s how we live. Do you have children? Anne’s face changed at the question. The question of children was her pain.

Having been married for a long time, she never managed to become a mother. Of course, Anne was not going to talk to a stranger about this, and she replied briefly. No, we don’t have children.

We’ve arrived. Thank you for the ride. Have a nice day.

The car stopped at the high gate, behind which was a large, beautiful house. Anne, I’m sorry if I offended you, Matthew said, noticing that he had upset the new acquaintance, but he did not understand what exactly. No, you forgive me.

My nerves have been giving way lately. Thank you again. Anne quickly unpacked the groceries and started preparing dinner.

When the table in the living room was already set, and there was very little time left before the guests arrived, Anne called her husband, but he did not answer the call. Anne sighed heavily. Lately, her husband had been staying at work until late at night.

He often got irritated at all of Anne’s questions and said he had a critical project. With time, Anne got used to her husband not being at home and learned to live with it. There was a doorbell on the intercom.

Looking at the screen, Anne saw Gwen and Wes smiling. They had been friends with the couple since their college years and were probably the only friends of Anne and her husband. Christopher preferred not to let strangers into their home and life, except for friends from their youth.

Anne, you are such a beauty. It seems like you are forever twenty-five, no more, said Gwen admiringly. You are wonderful…