A woman, cranky because her husband was late coming home again, decided to leave a note, saying, “I’ve had enough and have left you. Check the 1st comment 👇

A discontented woman, frustrated by her husband’s recurring tardiness, made the decision to leave a note expressing her dissatisfaction: “I’ve reached my limit and have departed from you… Don’t bother chasing after me.”

Curiosity got the better of her, so she concealed herself under the bed to observe his reaction. Shortly afterward, her husband returned home, and she could hear him in the kitchen before entering the bedroom.

From her vantage point, she witnessed him approaching the dresser and picking up the note. After a few minutes, he jotted something down on it, then proceeded to make a phone call.

“She’s finally gone… Yeah, I know, it’s about time. I’m on my way to see you. Put on that alluring French nightie. I love you… Can’t wait to be with you… We’ll engage in all the naughty things you enjoy.”

He hung up, snatched his keys, and left. As she emerged from beneath the bed, seething with anger and tears welling up in her eyes, she grabbed the note to discover what he had written…

“I can see your feet. We’re out of bread. Be back in five minutes.”

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