I was sitting with my husband in the living room. He was watching TV. Suddenly we heard a knock on the door. When I opened it a saw a nice box and a note on it, telling "I can't forget all the memorable days we had together. I'm still in love with you".
I didn't open the box. I was mad. That was definitely the lover of my husband. I took the box and the note to my husband, showed him and slapped on his face. After reading the note he began to suspect me. But after shouting at each other for about 30 minutes, we calmed down and started to remember all the lovers we had had. Technically, I just liked Bob, there was nothing between us. Robert flirted with me for a couple of months, I met Tom during vacations and we had fun, then Alex... I saw the thoughtful face of my husband and understood- he was in the same situation.
We were both afraid to open the box, the content of which would tell whose lover it was. At last my husband opened it... There was another note "Happy April Fool's Day! Sincerely your son- David".
That was the worst joke of my life which could have cost me heart attack. After that joke me and my husband couldn't look at each other for about a month.