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At 3:00 AM my husband’s mistress sent me a photo to humiliate me, but I forwarded it to the entire Board of Directors of his company.

The Night the Light Went Out It was 3:00 a.m. when the soft tick of the antique grandfather clock in the hallway whispered past the open doorway of the master suite. The air in the room… At 3:00 AM my husband’s mistress sent me a photo to humiliate me, but I forwarded it to the entire Board of Directors of his company.