My New Neighbor Was Shamelessly Flirting with My Husband — So I Taught Her a Brutal Lesson
At 52, I thought I’d seen it all—until Amber moved in next door. Twenty-five, freshly divorced from an old rich man, she showed up in stilettos and a silk robe, instantly setting her sights on my husband, Andy. I tried to be polite, but her flirty routines—tight workout gear, fake helplessness, dramatic “accidents”—were anything but…
