The Live-In Husband They Despised Is Now a Millionaire

My wife got drunk at a girls' night with her best friend and called me to pick her up.

In the taxi, she slurred through half-closed eyes:

"You know, compared to my friend's husband, you really are kind of useless."

My hand was mid-scan on the payment code. It froze.

Before I could say a word, she kept going:

"Sure, you were a hotshot at a top university once, but now? Dead-end job, no ambition. You can't hold a candle to Herman Simmons, not in looks, not in anything."

"Let's be honest. You're a live-in son-in-law. You're basically free labor for my family.