Free If Your Wife Only Knew by Cydney Rax

Adina.”
    â€œIt’s ’bout time you found out, though.”
    Kiara could only laugh. “Damn, have I told you how much I’ve missed your crazy ass? Now, I need you to go somewhere with me. You’re going to love this.”
    She went and got Myles from his bedroom. And they piled in her car and sped along to Highway 6, right down the street from her subdivision.
    Kiara then drove to her credit union’s ATM and asked Adina to get out of the car.
    â€œCheck this out, Adina.” She punched in her PIN for her bank account and waited for the receipt to print.
    â€œSee this? I just had to show you.” Kiara gave Adina the receipt, which listed her total balance.
    â€œWow! That’s a helluva lot of change.”
    â€œAnd it’s about to get bigger,” Kiara told her. “I always put a little money in the account every month. Because if I ever have to pull a Shaunie O’Neal, then I’m prepared to do so.”
    Shaq’s former wife was said to be a pro at setting money aside while they were married.
    â€œYou rolling in scrilla. I ain’t mat at ya.” Adina laughed; the two women high-fived each other.
    â€œA woman’s gotta do what a woman’s gotta do,” Kiara said. “I love that man, and I want to remain married to him, but I can’t let him make a fool of me and let him take away my happiness. Unless Rashad makes a change, then he’s about to see some changes.”

Chapter 4
    I t was May 12, the beginning of a new workweek. Kiara sat at her desk and tried to rub the sleepiness from her eyes. Tony Fu entered her office without knocking. He was holding his cell phone. His earbuds were plugged in his ears. He was bobbing his head and singing to himself.
    â€œTony!”
    He started doing the Schmoney dance.
    â€œI swear to God you are black.”
    â€œWhat you say?” He finally unplugged the earbuds and lowered the volume.
    â€œI said you’ve got good taste in music and that’s a fact.”
    â€œSure, you did. Now, what do you need?”
    â€œOh, Tony, I’ve been having trouble with SharePoint all afternoon. Can you help me out while I sit at my little table over there and review some paperwork?”
    â€œNo problem. Anything for you, Mrs. Eason.”
    She grinned. “It’s been a long time since anyone called me that.”
    â€œWe haven’t seen your hubby in a minute. When is he coming back up here?”
    â€œOh, shoot. I don’t know. He’s been very busy. Like super busy. Like ‘who are you’ and ‘what’s your name again’ busy.”
    â€œUh oh.”
    â€œNo, nothing like that. It’s just that we both hustle our asses off. Like every Sunday, Rashad leaves in the dark and comes home in the dark. And I don’t totally complain because, you know, a lot of times, after I’m done with doing laundry, doing a little gardening, and cleaning the house, both Myles and I are up here. My little boy runs up and down the hallways getting into stuff while I’m here at my desk slaving away. And I feel guilty because little Myles needs me. He needs both of us. And my husband works so hard, I feel he needs me too.”
    â€œWhat does he do to show you that he needs you?”
    â€œWhat do you mean?”
    She moved out of Tony’s way so he could get to her computer.
    â€œI was just wondering. Guys act pretty helpless when they want something.”
    â€œWell, if my man needed anything, I hope he’d tell me.”
    â€œSo it sounds like he hasn’t asked you for anything lately.”
    â€œTony, don’t play with me. What are you trying to say?”
    â€œI’m not saying anything. I’m trying to fix your problem.”
    â€œMy problem?”
    â€œYour SharePoint problem.”
    â€œAll right, Tony, I know you aren’t thinking about SharePoint. I trust your judgment, so if there’s something I ought to