The Ramen Smell on My Husband Exposed His Affair

For seven years Vivian Shaw never ate spicy ramen, because her husband Ethan could not stand the smell. Yet one evening the collar of his suit jacket carries it strongly, and he smiles as he says a coworker had him try some. Vivian knows at once what it means, and the next morning she walks into his office with a bullhorn to thank the woman who shared that meal.

The whole company watches as Ethan rages and an intern named Whitney Vaughn admits she was the one with him. He swears his conscience is clear and makes her a permanent hire on the spot. Vivian says nothing more; she leaves and hires a private detective and a lawyer to look into his affairs and their marital assets.

Then the car gives him away again: Snoopy stickers and a dangling charm in the passenger seat that was once promised to her alone. When Ethan mentions a child, old wounds twist, and Vivian begins to wonder how much of her marriage was ever what he claimed.