Blurb：
When my wife Maya's male best friend Asher Hayes posted a SnapChat video of her partying all night, I didn't get angry. I just called my female friend who returned from overseas. Maya wasn't happy. She came home with smudged makeup, trying to explain that Asher and her childhood friends were just like brothers. But I've had enough of their boundary-crossing relationship - the shared glasses, the lap-sitting, the "family" excuses. This time, I'm not playing the petty husband anymore. When Maya suddenly offers a romantic hiking trip, I wonder if it's too late to save our marriage from her guy friends' influence.Content：
My wife has a ton of guy friends.
I kept telling her to keep her distance.
But she’d just say, Why are you so petty? They're all like brothers from the old neighborhood!
Fine.
I immediately called my female friend who’d just returned from overseas.
My wife wasn’t happy about that.
My wife stayed out all night again.
I scrolled through SnapChat and saw a new video posted by Asher Hayes, one of my wife’s guy friends.
My wife was in a crowd of men, glass in hand, beaming.
I didn't feel a flicker of anger.
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I turned off my phone, didn't call her incessantly like I used to.
I slept straight through till morning.
The next day, my wife came home with breakfast, her heavy, smudged makeup still on.
She looked at me, trying to be sweet, and started to explain.
"Darling, I'm so sorry. Asher just got back, so everyone gathered for a reunion. It got super late, and I didn't want to disturb your sleep, so I just stayed at a hotel with them. But don't worry, honey, I didn't share a bed with any of them this time."
She specifically emphasized that she hadn't slept in the same bed as Asher.
Last time she stayed out, we had a huge fight.
I was furious that she was a married woman, yet she had absolutely no boundaries.
Out drinking with guys every other night.
But my wife cried, calling me petty.
She swore they were all like brothers from the old neighborhood, her "best guy friends."
Just thinking about her "best guy friends" made my blood boil.
Asher Hayes was the one I resented most.
Asher was Maya's childhood sweetheart, they’d grown up together.
In today's terms, Asher was Maya's closest male confidant, her male bestie.
But to me, their relationship had no boundaries whatsoever.
More than once, I’d seen a drunk Maya snuggled into Asher's arms, playfully whining.
They even shared the same drinking glass, completely unbothered.
At first,
My wife would patiently explain things to me.
She'd reassure me, give me peace of mind.
But as time went on, she grew increasingly impatient.
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