The Jealous Husband

The man looked out the window, down into the garden below.

What he saw filled his heart with two overwhelming passions...grief and rage.

Below stood his beloved wife...warmly in the arms of another man's embrace.

The kiss was long...greedy.

The husband stood, he knew he had to fight for his wife's affections...

His beloved bride had contracted a serious, terminal illness...and only He, the husband had the means [knowledge and finances] to daily make the medicine to keep her from death.

The problem?

His bride did not believe him...she thought his stories of an illness was only an elaborate hoax...a form of trickery to keep her from other men.

The wife saw her husband's jealousy as an incredible weakness...he was so pathetic.

Little did she know...that her husband did not fight off and send a running all her suiters for his ego...for his ultimate benefit.

Oh no.

The huband truly loved his wife...he knew that if he allowed her what her unfaithful heart desired...

...if he allowed her to run off with another...

...then he would be allowing her to run off to her doom...

...because he was her only cure...he was her only source of health and life...whether she understood it or not.

...so...he would continue to fight for her...and if needs be...TO DIE FOR HER.