Maya Asher NovelAfter fulfilling his wife and boyfriend, she went crazy.

My wife has a ton of guy friends.

I kept telling her to keep her distance.

But shed just say, Why are you so petty? They're all like brothers from the old neighborhood!

Fine.

I immediately called my female friend whod just returned from overseas.

My wife wasnt happy about that.

My wife stayed out all night again.

I scrolled through SnapChat and saw a new video posted by Asher Hayes, one of my wifes guy friends.

My wife was in a crowd of men, glass in hand, beaming.

I didn't feel a flicker of anger.

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I turned off my phone, didn't call her incessantly like I used to.

I slept straight through till morning.

The next day, my wife came home with breakfast, her heavy, smudged makeup still on.

She looked at me, trying to be sweet, and started to explain.

"Darling, I'm so sorry. Asher just got back, so everyone gathered for a reunion. It got super late, and I didn't want to disturb your sleep, so I just stayed at a hotel with them. But don't worry, honey, I didn't share a bed with any of them this time."

She specifically emphasized that she hadn't slept in the same bed as Asher.

Last time she stayed out, we had a huge fight.

I was furious that she was a married woman, yet she had absolutely no boundaries.

Out drinking with guys every other night.

But my wife cried, calling me petty.

She swore they were all like brothers from the old neighborhood, her "best guy friends."

Just thinking about her "best guy friends" made my blood boil.

Asher Hayes was the one I resented most.

Asher was Maya's childhood sweetheart, theyd grown up together.

In today's terms, Asher was Maya's closest male confidant, her male bestie.

But to me, their relationship had no boundaries whatsoever.

More than once, Id seen a drunk Maya snuggled into Asher's arms, playfully whining.

They even shared the same drinking glass, completely unbothered.

At first,

My wife would patiently explain things to me.

She'd reassure me, give me peace of mind.

But as time went on, she grew increasingly impatient.

Shed just throw one line at me.

"Asher and I have absolutely nothing going on. If something was going to happen between us, it would have happened already. You wouldn't even be my husband."

Of course, her guy friends all chimed in to "reason" with me.

"We grew up together, we've always treated Maya like our little sister, so don't take it the wrong way, alright?"

"We're just like family."

Family?

What kind of brother and sister sit on each other's laps and feed each other?

It made my stomach churn.

I told my wife countless times that I was uncomfortable.

I didn't like her going out with them at night.

Later, I don't know how it reached her guy friends' ears.

Suddenly, her "good brothers" started making snide, passive-aggressive remarks about me.

"Oh, Maya, don't drink anymore. Your husband will blame us for getting you drunk."

"Dude, Maya's all yours now. We wouldn't dare take her home anymore."

They said all these things right to my face.