On the day of my surgery, my wife took care of my former partner who had a stomachache

Summary

The day I was scheduled for my appendectomy, my wife said she'd be there for me. But by the time the surgery was over, she was still nowhere to be seen.

When I woke up from the anesthesia, I finally saw the message she'd sent two hours earlier:

"Dean's stomach is acting up. I'm taking care of him. I'll be there soon."

I called her, only to hear the voice of her first love in the background, "Vera, can you grab me a towel?"

Whenever I needed my wife, he was either having a depressive episode