I have been married to my husband for three years. We lived happily ever after, but I have a secret I can't tell her husband. I need to pay back the money I borrowed to help my friend, so I secretly work at a night shop several days a week. My heart ached because I betrayed her husband, but I continued to work because I thought it would be a little more patience until I could pay it back. When I finally got around to repaying it, I was nominated as usual and headed to the hotel, but when I opened the door, the sexual harassment teacher from my school days was standing there.
