Joseph's WhatsApp lit up for the second time.

I glanced at the person still busy in the kitchen, worried it might be work-related, so I picked it up to check for him.

In WhatsApp, a message from someone named Melissa appeared: "She’s old and worn out now. Don’t touch her. She’s filthy."

My heart sank.

Scrolling up, I saw Joseph’s messages to her: "Don’t worry, I can’t get hard even when I touch her."

"Don’t compare her to you, it’s an insult."

"My babe is so cute, and my wife, is just an old hag. If it weren’t for the years we’ve spent together, I’d have left her by now."...