If you have been cheated on, you should watch Doctor Foster. The first season was a bit triggering. The second series is now available on Netflix, and it is two years later. So far in the first episode, the ex-husband is as much as a cheating prick as before. He comes back from being away and is now super rich and is still with his home wrecking whore/baby mama. The ex-wife is a bit obsessive and encourages her son to have a relationship with his father far more than I would endeavor. All her friends shit on her by telling her they will not go to her ex-husband’s wedding party, but do. Fake asses. Doctor Foster desperately needs to learn the value of no contact. She knows that he “plays games” and she is no match for/to him. For example, she breaks into tears when she receives a bouquet of flowers with a card from here that says, “Bitch.” If my ex-husband sent me a bouquet of flowers with a card that says, “Bitch,” I would feel the victor. That means he is worrying about me with his crusty ass while I’m not worrying about him one iota.
Nevertheless, a decent series worth a view, although a bit dramatic and the sex scenes are gratuitous.