When I brought my husband to work for a surprise dinner, I discovered that he had been fired three months before.

 

I decided to speak to him quietly. By the way, how is your job going? I take that you mentioned a promotion? I asked jokingly.

He didn’t even hesitate. “What?” Oh, don’t worry. As if nothing unusual had occurred, he said, “There’s still a lot of work to get that promotion, dear.”

I complied, seeing him go and bidding him farewell as my heart pounded in my chest. I followed him into a taxi, feeling confident enough to ask the truth.

The cab followed him along familiar streets until it stopped in front of a building I was unfamiliar with. It wasn’t an office or a haunted meeting spot, but a local community college.

As he entered the building, I saw his resolute face. I was so intrigued that I decided to follow him inside. Through a window, I saw him sitting in a classroom, studying diligently.

 

The blue-eyed blond and the dark-skinned model had kids. Their parents’ greatest qualities are evident in the way they look.

My ‘beloved husband’ received this photo from me, then