Adam Left His Wife and Children to Live with Another Woman. One Month Later, He Returned Hoping to Reconcile Their Relationship…

Anna was elbow-deep in laundry when her friend Harriet rang. Harriet didnt bother with small talk; she launched straight in, urging Anna to pop round because her other half, Simon, had left her. Hed run off with some woman from the village, which was, admittedly, a bit of a shock.

They hastily assembled around Harriets tiny kitchen table, choosing to toast this unexpected twist of fate with a bottle of cheap supermarket Prosecco. Harriet and Simon had lived together for ages, and lets just say, it hadnt been all sunshine and roses. Simon was jealous and possessive, demanding Harriets undivided attention, and if dinner wasnt to his royal liking, hed make a sport of chucking plates around. If the mood took him, hed sulk in total silence for days on end.

Now that she was at last rid of this toxic twerp, Harriet let out a sigh of relief so loud the neighbours cat nearly had kittens. Simon had never let her see her mateshe was convinced theyd fill her head with wild ideas. But now? Harriet was itching to make up for lost time and drag her friends out for a proper natter down the pub. The ladies swapped tales of their own disastrous husbands, their endless jealousy, and the pressure to play the perfect wife.

No one had the foggiest how Simon had met his mystery lady, though he claimed he was always out trainingas if anyone believed that fairy tale. The girls wondered if Simon would continue to pay for his offspring, while Harriet mused on the prospect of grassing him up to Child Support. Soon enough, they were well into the bottle and going full confessional about ex-relationships.

A month drifted by and, lo and behold, Simon reappeared, the picture of misplaced confidence. He swaggered in, expecting Harriet would be thrilled to take him back. Alas, she greeted him with all the warmth of a British winter. He asked, baffled, what it was that women actually wanted. Harriet looked him in the eye and shot back, Love and respect.

Shed found her backboneand a decent support groupand made it abundantly clear she wanted nothing more to do with him. There Simon stood, gobsmacked, as she walked away with her dignity and the last of the Prosecco.