Gemotions

A wave of mirth swept through him, washing away any lingering fatigue. He’d been looking for a stapler, and instead, he'd found a safe. The combination was the date of their first date, a fact he'd conveniently forgotten until this very moment. Inside, nestled amongst legal documents, was a bank statement. His wife, Susan, had a savings account.

He stared at the numbers, his lips twitching. She, a woman known for her extravagant tastes, had been secretly accumulating wealth. The contrast was too much. He shook his head, a grin spreading across his face. This was pure gold. He leaned back, already planning his reaction.