I Brought My Husband a Surprise Dinner at Work But Found Out He Had Been Fired Three Months Ago

Having spent twenty years of marriage and raised four children together, I thought my marriage was unbreakable and based on trust. But the last few weeks had been stressful; he was going out late, he justified it with deadlines and overtime work.

His actions seemed strange, therefore I made the decision to help him in a unique way. I was eager to surprise him, so I packed a tasty meal and went to his office. However, when his coworkers told me that he had been laid off and hadn’t been back for three months, my elation quickly turned to horror and perplexity. It seemed like my world was falling apart

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