The General's Wife: The Final Betrayal

I thought I had one of the most secure marriages anyone could have. My husband was rich and successful; he was a retired major general in the army. His career and doing what made him happy were what the two of us aimed for. I had withstood bullying, scoffing, belittling, and "military dressing downs" for thirty-nine years. I told no one about this man's behavior. I had double knee surgery, and this man whom I loved and whom I put first in my life was out breaking windows in his car, cursing...