I was so paranoid that my wife was cheating on me that I made the ultimate move—we packed up and left town, settling 700 miles away. Finally, I could relax, knowing I had outsmarted fate.

Or so I thought…

Two weeks into our new home, I started noticing something strange. The lawn was always perfectly trimmed, the flowers looked healthier than ever, and… was that a heart-shaped leaf cutout?

Then I saw him. Him! My old gardener, standing there with his hedge clippers and that same mysterious smirk.

“You? Here?! Again?!” I gasped, eyes wide in disbelief.

He simply looked at me and said calmly,
“Love always finds a way, my friend…”

And that’s when it hit me… It wasn’t my garden he was so dedicated to. 🤦‍♂️