To trace, whether the husband changes?

I go to my husband in the office, I am walking up the stairs - today I look great. I had time to carefully make up, choose clothes - I'm wearing a new leather short jacket: my back is like a string - and I'm smiling in anticipation - now I'll see his admiring look. I run into his room without knocking out of habit and I can see the picture: my Vovka is sitting at the computer, and above it, bending low with a beautiful bust, some girl looks at the monitor and speaks about something. Any loving woman in an instant catches fluids flirt rival. I keep silence for a second, because no one reacts to me. Then I loudly say:
- Good afternoon!
They both shudder and look at me like an alien. Vovka regains consciousness after 20 seconds.

No admiring glance:
- Hello, Masha. Have you come yet? - he asks a stupid question, and, seeing my skewed face, quickly adds - I'm already almost free, now 2 minutes and go.
I always write on my face. This often hinders me. I'm learning not to show my emotions - but I can not! When it is necessary to make an impassive person, as at this moment, I have on my face a whole range of feelings. Vovka reads my face, as in the book - and reacts accordingly.
- Who is this? - I ask calmly, when we are already out on the street.
- Yes it is. A new typesetter and part-time secretary. And what? He rolls his eyes innocently.
- For a long time? - I barely hold back, not to betray immediately that she did not like me very much. Rather, I did not like the way she pressed herself against my husband.
- About a week. She is sensible.
- I noticed...
- Masha! What are you?
- Yes, nothing. In my opinion, she violated your personal space, - I could not stand it, I said angrily.
- Yes? It seemed to you, beloved. I, at least, did not notice,
Vovka took me by the shoulders and kissed me. "You look just gorgeous today!"
This time the incident was over. We took Alyoshka from the kindergarten and went shopping. In the evening, everything was forgotten. We Vovka 3 years together. We love each other, although they both have a second family. Alyoshka he - a real dad. I fully trust him. And Alyosha too is very attached to him. When I met Vovka, I realized that we were two lonely people who had lost their way. For these three years, I have never regretted that I connected my life with him. Because life has become the only meaning - and I felt happy.
In the evening of the next day I call Vovka to say that I already stuck his favorite dumplings, and my son and I look forward to his supper.
"Good evening," a sweet female voice answers me. "Vladimir?" And who is asking him?
"Wife," I snap into the phone.
"Ah ... He went into the smoking room." What shall I tell to him?

I hung up. Again this well-trained stolen! "Smoking"! "Vladimir"! Where did you study only, young lady ?! Here with ..., I think, she says it too intimately - Vladimir. I did not call it a century! And no one calls it that! It is interesting, but he, perhaps, is pleased with her treatment. Is it only his covenant with a full name, or all? It is this question I ask my husband, who today stayed from work for a good two hours.
- All, my dear! Petka - Peter, Valery - Valery, Sanka - Alexander, - with a nasty chuckle of a caressed male cat, says the husband.
- Listen, Vovka, and I see that you like ...
- What?
"Not what, but who!" This girl! Does she like Sasha too? He took an hour, did not take a mistress to his secretary, it's so clear ...
- Masha, Masha. Stop it. Well, the girl is funny. From her, all the peasants are dragging us. But she goes to dinner with such boyfriends ...
- Are you jealous? - the conversation takes an unpleasant tinge.
- Mash! Let's not talk about her - she does not interest me at all! You know, nobody needs me except you.

And we started talking about something else . The evening was marvelous, but I still had some echo of jealousy. Although I decided that on a level ground every time to arrange interrogations and show their distrust - completely silly.
However, the next week was simply hellish. I thought that I would go mad! First, evening calls began:
- Good evening! Can Vladimir go to the phone?
- Vladimir can go to the phone?
"Can I have Vladimir?"
Etc. etc. I never called my husband to the phone. I began to panic, like a tenth grade student. Because her voice even seemed to me damn sexy. Further more. I, too, sometimes worked for Vovka's owner. He, Sanka, had many different branches of activity. One of them is a women's magazine, to which I wrote articles from time to time. And I decided - it's time to go to the office, otherwise I'll lose my husband. Is not love new?

I dressed up and went with the article to the magazine. The editorial office was next to the room where the husband worked, between them there was only a glass partition and I could watch.
- Masha, that's a clever, very worthy work. Let's right - and in the set. By the way, get acquainted - this is Lilya, our new employee, - Sashka hugged my rival behind my shoulders and immediately forgot about me. He took her to his room, but five minutes later she sprang up "on my shoulder" by my Vovka. He kept his distance, and his face was clearly disgusted. This pleased me, but it was not clear her frank attention to my husband. Attention increased with my appearance.
- Vladimir, - she leaned closer, - here you have the changes, - and drove perfectly on-manicured finger on the monitor.
For three hours of work I was just shocked. All! All without exception, the men in Sashka's office were crazy about this bitch. They did not notice anyone around, and after all there are pretty girls working there. All attention is to Lilechka! "She bewitched them, or what?" - I feverishly thought. No, she certainly had some inexplicably attractive aura. They were hanging around her like bees, I was completely killed by the situation - she definitely had my Vovka's goal! And did not fail to show it to me! For lunch, she really flew on the silvery Volvo. And all the peasants followed her with a glance.

Except for mine. He looked at me, and I looked out the window.
"Mash ... let's go have a snack." - Let's go to...
For coffee, I started a conversation:
- Vovka, what's going on here?
- And what?
- Well, this is your Lilechka - you do not take your eyes off it. And Sanka - I'll tell Tatyana ...
- Mash. She does not care about me. You are the most beautiful and the best.
"Yeah ... but she's not leaving you!"
- Masha!
At four I could not stand it and opened Sasha's mail. ABOUT! And there ... Three letters just for today. In one - photo, where Lilia close-up in full growth. In another she invited him to dinner today at eight. In the cafe "At Mihalych." This is where the sauna and all the attendant entertainment. In the third - a short cute text: "Vladimir, I know that you are the best man in the world!" I first turned pale, then blushed, then covered with stains and ran out of the building! In the evening there was a scandal. I never thought that our love is so fast ... what? will end ... Or rather his love! So, right in front of your nose! How so?! After all, I believed him ?! And he's lying! He's lying! He's lying! Trite, as in a bad show!
- What is it? What? - I screamed in the kitchen, putting a printout of his mistress's letters under his nose.
- Masha! These letters do not mean anything! For me!
"If she lets herself write them, then ... but phone calls ?!" Yes, just your email address knows how?
- Masha! My address is known to everyone at the firm.

He said something else - I cried . Saying goodbye to my dream ... In the morning, when I tore my tear-stained eyes, Vovka was gone. On the table a note: "I love, I kiss you, I'll explain everything in the evening." I do not remember how I got to the office, how I came to take something from him in the table, when he went to dinner. As I saw a folded little lace rag in one of the boxes. How thong threw straight on the table ... pink and black ... all in lace ...
My husband's words came to me like a fog. I sat in the kitchen and smoked stupidly one by one ... Masha! You are my only one! It's Lyudka who sent it! My ex! She decided to take revenge on me. In such a monstrous way. This Lily does not care about me! She just plays a role and pushes! This is linen ...

I shuddered, tears flowed from my eyes ... I did not believe him.
"... she threw this underwear!" Lyudka sees how good it is for me to be with you. She is alone, she has no one - she is jealous! We must survive this together! Can you hear me? I can not manage it myself. I understood this for a long time; and should have told you! But I was afraid! I myself was in shock! And today I called her and said everything in plain language! And Lily said everything! Rough! And it's understandable! Listen to me ... Masha, I love you very much ...
He said something else ... He wiped my tears with his lips. And I suddenly felt that he was not lying. That all this is true. That he endured this alone, and tried very hard to cope.
"Mom, why are you crying?" - Slept son left on our loud disassemblies.
- Leshenka ... - I was confused.
"Alyoshka, my mother had a splinter in her finger, and we dragged her out for a long time." So she cried ... and now everything ...
- Have you got it? Show me.
"Alyoshka, go to sleep, let me tell you a story," I led my son into the room. I knew that everything would be fine with us. Therefore, she told a very kind fairy tale.