My husband’s mistress sent me this photo and wrote, “Yes, I’m the one who ruins your 42-year marriage and I’m NOT going to apologize! Your time is over. Now he is mine!” But just three weeks later, the same woman fell in front of me on her knees and, sobbing, begged: “Please SAVE ME! I had no idea who I was really contacting!”

Three days later, Robert packed his things and left.

Susan sent me another message.

“We are together. I hope you learn to accept your defeat.”

I didn’t answer her anymore.

But three weeks later, at two in the morning, someone began desperately knocking on my front door.

I opened.

Susan was in front of me.

The same woman who smiled so confidently in the photo, now trembled with the whole body.
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Her eyes turned red from tears, and in her hands she held an old yellowed envelope.

Suddenly she fell in front of me on my knees.

“Margaret, please don’t close the door! I made a terrible mistake. Robert didn’t tell me everything.”

I stood still.

“What else do you want from me? You already took my husband!”