After three years of marriage, my wife brought home male models fifty-two times

In the three years we were married, my wife, Hailey, brought other men home fifty-one times.

The fifty-second time, the new guy she brought home looked just like her dead first love.

That day was our wedding anniversary.

Her new boy toy, drunk on his own importance, managed to piss off a notoriously vengeful rich kid.

To smooth things over, Hailey tried to make me, fresh out of surgery, go and drink with them as an apology.

I refused. But she just shrugged it off.

"A little drinking won't