Ernest Morris was 34 years old, and three months ago he made a choice that destroyed his marriage but saved his life.
He sat in his car outside his townhouse in suburban Charlotte, North Carolina, quietly practicing a lie he was about to tell his wife.
“Kelly, I got fired today.”
Just five simple words, but he knew those words would break the fake peace they’d been living in for almost five years.
Ernest wasn’t a jealous or paranoid husband. He had a good job as a senior marketing manager for a regional health care company and earned about $92,000 a year. His wife, Kelly, worked part-time as a yoga instructor for around 15 hours a week. They weren’t rich, but they lived comfortably. They owned a modest two-bedroom townhouse, went to the coast once a year, and split their bills like a modern, equal couple. At least that’s what Ernest believed.
Then he started noticing things. Kelly tensed up whenever he mentioned his mother coming to visit. She suddenly became very interested in their finances, asking detailed questions about his 401(k), his investment account, and his…Read Full Story here…………….
