This was the same question Susan asked herself every day. They had it all, so why had he felt the need to sleep with another woman? When she’d found out about the affair, two years back now, she’d done everything she could to keep him. Got herself a makeover, haircut, put in the hours at the gym, dug out the sexy underwear, offered him sex whenever he wanted it. He’d sworn blind it was a stupid mistake. Now she wondered if she should have played a different game. There was no way she was ever going to go down that road again, ever. Maybe she should have got her own back? She’d said she’d shag the brains out of the next man who gave her any attention when she first found out what Donny was up to, but it never happened. Her heart had been broken and all she really wanted was her husband back and for things to return to normal as quickly as they could. But it was never going to be that simple; the trust was gone, and now she watched him like a hawk every moment she could. But between her shifts at the salon and him working all hours – as well as hanging out with his mates, playing poker, there was still plenty of time for him to get up to no good. And he was always on his phone. Still, any chance she got, she checked his phone, checked his messages, checked his call log. She was all over everything he did; he was going to have to get up early if he ever thought he was having her over again.

Donny looked at his silver Rolex and rubbed the glass against his trousers. He’d paid a few quid for this watch and wanted to make sure it always looked the way it did the day he got it. He’d told Susan he’d bought it on the cheap; if she’d known what he really paid, she’d have hit the roof. Ask no questions, hear no lies was his motto. But Susan enjoyed the finer things in life too, and if that meant her sometimes looking the other way when he came into some cash, so be it. She knew he liked a flutter, even put a bit of it through the books at work from time to time. But there were some things she was better off not knowing.