My devoted husband cheated on me with his assistant. I filed for divorce and moved abroad. Now, he regrets it more than ever.

My husband, Ethan Carter, was the CEO of a publicly traded company, a man who was admired and envied by many. He traveled for work every month, like clockwork. Everyone knew him as a “wife guy,” someone who spoiled me endlessly and never missed a chance to show his love.

Every time he came back from a trip, he brought me thoughtful gifts.

This time, he’d been in Charleston for business and returned with a single peach blossom branch.

Because he couldn’t take it on the plane, he went out of his way—lugging it onto trains and even the subway—just so he could bring a piece of Charleston’s…