My Wife's 21-Year-Old Male Tenant

On our seventh wedding anniversary, I brought gifts and flowers, wandered around all night, and finally arrived in the city where my wife was on a long-term business trip this year. I stood outside the theater where I had made an appointment with my wife. From noon until evening, my wife, who kept saying, "We'll be there soon," still didn't show up. In the past six months, no matter what happened to me, my wife could forget about me.