The Husband They Mocked Was a Hidden Billionaire

My wife has a severe germophobia.

To hold her hand, I have to scrub in like a surgeon, front and back, until my palms and knuckles are spotless. Only then do I earn one minute of holding her hand.

To kiss her, I have to brush my teeth at least ten times before I'm allowed to so much as touch her.

And to share a bed, I have to soak my whole body in hypochlorous acid, disinfect head to toe, before I'm allowed onto her mattress.

Three years of marriage, and I honored every single one of her rules.

Until the company retreat at the beach.