My Wife Scrimped Six Years; I Spent 180K on Ex's Bags
From the back cover
My wife, Katherine Henson, came home from the hospital.
She walked in right as I was throwing a birthday party for my ex-girlfriend, Tabitha Pruitt.
Katherine had always been careful with money, the kind who couldn't stand to see me waste a single cent.
But now the trash can was heaped with expensive food.
Even the fondant cake, the one that cost a few hundred, had a single bite taken out of it before it got tossed.
She stood rigid, frozen in disbelief.
It wasn't that I didn't notice the shock in her eyes.
I just didn't care.
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