My Husband Cheated on Me While I Was Postpartum – I Pretended Not to Know, Planning to Hit Him Hard with My Revenge

My Husband Cheated on Me While I Was Postpartum – I Pretended Not to Know, Planning to Hit Him Hard with My Revenge

I thought my husband and I were on the same page when we conceived our first child together, but he chose our baby girl’s birth as the reason for his infidelity. Little did he know I found out and played him, pretending to still be in love with him until I could drop the real surprise!

A shocked man with his mouth covered while reading something on a paper | Source: Pexels

A shocked man with his mouth covered while reading something on a paper | Source: Pexels

Right after I gave birth to our only child, I found out that my husband had been sneaking around with a mistress. The truth shattered my heart into a billion pieces when I discovered the truth, finding myself tangled in a web of betrayal and pain.

I thought we had a healthy and happy marriage until I started noticing the late-night calls, secretive outings, and general changes in his behavior.

A man smiling while on a call | Source: Freepik

A man smiling while on a call | Source: Freepik

What broke my heart the most was that he strayed while I was postpartum, a time when our family should have been basking in the joy of our new addition. Instead, I was left grappling with a hurt that seemed insurmountable.

I was able to confirm his infidelity when I pored over what felt like a thousand texts between him and his side chick, trying to figure out WHY. Like, what did she have that I was missing?

A woman looking to the side while contemplating something with her phone in hand | Source: Pexels

A woman looking to the side while contemplating something with her phone in hand | Source: Pexels

While I was trying to work, take care of our little one, and maintain a happy marriage, he was finding love and joy in the arms of someone else. I don’t want to lie… I was livid! I felt betrayed, but anger was the main emotion fueling me.

Then a wild idea hit me!

I decided to secure a life for myself and our baby girl by buying an apartment where we’d love together. I also moved our money around so I could have access to it when needed without him being aware.

I also spoke to a lawyer and prepared to get sole custody or shared if it came down to that.

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A man smiling while a woman whispers something to him while having beverages | Source: Pexels

However, I had a bigger and more elaborate plan than what I already did. I started morphing into every little thing he’d been daydreaming and texting her about. His messages to her started drying up.

When I read how he loved seeing her wearing “her short miniskirt with the cute little heels,” I incorporated that into my look. When he mentioned liking the way she “lightly touched his forearm when they conversed,” I started mimicking that behavior.

Ironically, he never asked me about these changes but just became more interested and invested in me.

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A woman caressing a man’s arm while holding hands | Source: Pexels

He spoke of feeling alive, desired—a contrast to the life we had woven together. It pained me to see him find solace in another when I had poured every ounce of my love into our union.

And then, the moment I’ve been biting my nails for happens… he breaks it off with her! My plan had yielded the results I wanted, leading him to tell her he loves me!

My husband cut things off with his mistress and was finally mine, but it was a bittersweet victory.

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An angry woman pointing at a man seated on a bench during a heated disagreement | Source: Pexels

Relief washed over me, yet the seed of my plan had already taken root. Preparation for my divorce was underway, a final act of defiance against the hurt that had been inflicted upon us both. He was unaware of the storm brewing on the horizon, a storm that would break in the serene setting of a restaurant, under the guise of a romantic evening.

So, when our anniversary came, I pretended to still be in love with him and planned this super romantic dinner at a restaurant where I invited him as my date. He’s all sparkly-eyed, totally excited, looking at me like I’m the only woman in the world.

A happy man kissing the hand of his date | Source: Pexels

A happy man kissing the hand of his date | Source: Pexels

That night, as we sat across from each other, I played the part of a loving wife to perfection. Laughter and tender glances were exchanged, a facade of normalcy that belied the tumult within me.

At one point, I asked him to pose for this photo, you know, “for the memories…”

…And then his face went ghost-white the second I unveiled the culmination of my plans: Divorce papers slid across the table!

I TOOK THIS PHOTO OF MY HUSBAND MINUTES BEFORE RUINING HIS LIFE.

A man smiling and looking happy while having his picture taken at a restaurant | Source: Flickr

A man smiling and looking happy while having his picture taken at a restaurant | Source: Flickr

His eyes widened, a mix of shock and disbelief washing over him. “Is this some kind of joke?” he stammered, his voice barely a whisper.

A shocked man looking at some papers | Source: Pexels

A shocked man looking at some papers | Source: Pexels

“No joke,” I replied, my voice laced with a resolve that surprised even me.

“I know everything, about her, about the lies. It’s over.”

A shocked man covering part of his face while sitting with a drink and papers in front of him | Source: Freepik

A shocked man covering part of his face while sitting with a drink and papers in front of him | Source: Freepik

“But, I…I thought we were happy,” he managed, his words tumbling out in desperation.

“We were until you decided that wasn’t enough,” I said, standing up, the chair scraping quietly against the floor. “I deserved better. Our child deserves better.”

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An upset woman gesturing with her hands while talking to someone at a restaurant | Source: Freepik

He reached for my hand, but I pulled away. “Please, can’t we talk about this? There has to be another way,” he pleaded.

“There was. It was called trust,” I answered, turning away from the table, from the life we shared, from the man I thought I knew.

The shock that rippled through him was palpable, a stark contrast to the composed demeanor I maintained. His face, a canvas of confusion and hurt, mirrored the turmoil I had wrestled with in solitude. The photographs, now haunting relics of a happiness that was no more, served as a testament to the depth of my resolve.

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A couple posing for a photo at an establishment | Source: Pexels

As I walked away from that table, the weight of my decision settled around me. It was a choice born of pain, a necessary end to a chapter that could no longer sustain us.

The relief I had expected to feel was mingled with a profound sadness. Yet, amid the tumult of emotions, there was a flicker of hope. Hope for healing, a future unfettered by betrayal, and the strength to rebuild from the ashes of a love that once was.

A happy woman holding a drink and standing at the door of an establishment | Source: Freepik

A happy woman holding a drink and standing at the door of an establishment | Source: Freepik

In the end, it wasn’t just about revenge or the satisfaction of catching him unawares. It was about reclaiming my life, about setting boundaries for the respect and love I deserved. As I stepped into the unknown, with my child by my side, I knew that no matter how daunting the path ahead might be, we would navigate it together, with our heads held high and our hearts open to the promise of new beginnings.

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A woman hugging and holding her baby tight | Source: Pexels

In a similar tale, a wife discovered her marriage was a lie during a vacation:

Alice’s tale is stirred by secrets and lies. Imagine, if you will, a life seemingly lifted from the pages of a fairy tale, with Alice, her devoted husband Tom, and their daughter, Sarah, living a dream punctuated by laughter and love. On the surface, everything’s picture-perfect – until her husband’s surprise vacation to the Maldives reveals cracks in the facade.

A couple embracing while on vacation | Source: Pexels

A couple embracing while on vacation | Source: Pexels

Their Maldivian adventure starts like a dream, with romantic beach dinners under the stars, but soon, Tom’s incessant phone calls cast a shadow over paradise. Alice’s discovery of Tom’s deception – telling another woman that she was dead – turns the dream into a nightmare.

The plot thickens as Alice, reeling from the revelation, decides not to play the victim but to craft a cunning plan of retribution. Her strategy unfolds over a dinner designed to expose Tom’s betrayal, under the guise of forgiveness and new beginnings.

A couple sharing a toast while having a meal together | Source: Pexels

A couple sharing a toast while having a meal together | Source: Pexels

The dinner, intended as a celebration, transforms into an arena where truths are unveiled, leaving Tom grappling with the consequences of his actions. Alice’s encounter with Amanda, the other woman, reveals a twist of fate, turning a moment of personal betrayal into an opportunity for empowerment.

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A serious-looking woman talking to someone on the phone | Source: Pexels

In the end, Alice steps away from the wreckage of her marriage, embarking on a journey of self-discovery and healing, with Sarah by her side. Her story, while steeped in betrayal, is ultimately a testament to resilience, the power of the truth, and the courage to rebuild.

It’s a vivid reminder that even in the aftermath of deception, new beginnings can be forged, shaped by strength and the will to move forward on one’s own terms.

This work is inspired by real events and people, but it has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.

The author and publisher make no claims to the accuracy of events or the portrayal of characters and are not liable for any misinterpretation. This story is provided “as is,” and any opinions expressed are those of the characters and do not reflect the views of the author or publisher.

Jacqueline Bisset, 78, continues to wow audiences with her natural beauty 

Jacqueline Bisset is magnificent – in so many ways.

In a career spanning 58 years and a portfolio that includes about 50 films, the 78-year-old actress shows no signs of slowing down.

Jacqueline Bisset has been one of my role models since I was a very little girl, my parents just loved her. To me, she really is one of the few actresses that represent the glamour that Hollywood once had.

I admire her aging naturally and always thought she had a very natural beauty and sex appeal. She never wore tons of makeup.

Throughout her storied career, the brown-haired beauty, known for her high cheekbones and striking green eyes, has demonstrated her versatility by playing a range of characters including the sultry seductress Miss Goodthighs in the spy parody Casino Royale (1967), a devoted mother in Sleepy Time Gal (2001), First Lady Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis in America’s Prince: The John F. Kennedy Jr. Story (2003) and Anna Karenina (1985) in the sweeping love story of the same name, where she starred opposite Christopher Reeves.

Bisset made her first on-screen appearance in Roman Polanski’s Cul-de-Sac (1966) and gained notoriety in 1968 when she starred in back-to-back films in one single year: Detective with crooner Frank Sinatra, Bullitt with Steven McQueen, and her Golden Globe-nominated performance in The Sweet Ride with Tony Franciosa and Bob Denver, who’s famously known as Gilligan on Gilligan’s Island.

You’ll also recognize her from her performances in Day for Night (1973), Murder on the Orient Express (1974), The Deep (1977), Wild Orchid (1990), her Golden Globe and Emmy-nominated role in Joan of Arc (1999), her Golden Globe-winning role in the miniseries Dancing on the Edge (2013), Miss You Already (2015) and Birds of Paradise (2021).

In 2010, the multilingual actor–she speaks English, French and Italian–was awarded the Legion of Honor, the highest state order in France, and in 2023, Sedona International Film Festival recognized Bisset with a Lifetime Achievement Award.

Despite filming with some of Hollywood’s hottest men, Bisset has never been married. The stunning woman was pursued by Frank Sinatra, and rumors swirled that she was involved with Bullitt co-star, Hollywood bad boy, Steve McQueen. But Bisset, a proper English lady, said they were too different.

Referring to McQueen, she said in an interview with the Daily Mail, “He was attractive, but a little scary. I was very English and he was a hip American. The way he talked would have driven me mad–I didn’t know what a dude or a soul chick was!”

She’s had long-term relationships with Canadian actor Michael Sarrazin, the ballet dancer Alexander Godunov and actor Vincent Pérez, but she admits she’s too independent for anything permanent.

In an interview with the Independent, Bisset said, “I’ve had some very interesting men in my life. They have been a handful. I don’t choose easy men, I’m told.” She continued, “Sometimes you get too much information when you spend time with people. You start to see things–bad habits. You start to discover them and then you have to marry bad habits and I’m not sure I can cope with them. I don’t ever have bad relationships. I haven’t broken up angry. I’ve just moved out of situations that have been overwhelming.”

Though Bisset–Godmother to Angelina Jolie–hasn’t made headlines for having outrageous relationships, she was trending after she won the Golden Globe for her portrayal as Lady Cremone in the BBC series Dancing on the Edge.

Her acceptance speech, with the background music playing to signal her off the stage, was mostly filled with ramblings but demonstrated genuine gratitude from the then 69-year-old, who had been waiting 47 years to win, since her first nomination for best newcomer.

Since then, she starred as a sassy femme fatale in the French thriller The Lodger (2020), and most recently, she appeared in the film Loren & Rose (2022). Bisset plays the lead character Rose, a legendary actor trying to re-establish her career, who’s bound by a reputation that casts her as being a “little zany and a bit unreliable.”

According to the film’s director Russell Brown, the character of Rose is the opposite of Bisset in real life. Brown said, “Viewers often assume that Jacqueline is ‘like she is in the movie.’ But this really isn’t the case–as an actress and a woman, I think she is quite different from Rose, and it’s a testament to her skill that the transformation feels so seamless.”

Bisset is a timeless beauty who embraces aging with grace. In her infamous Golden Globes speech, she said: ‘I believe, if you want to look good, you’ve got to forgive everybody. It’s the best beauty treatment.’

She’s also said that though in her youth she had “lots of complexes” she was never tempted by plastic surgery. “I don’t think it makes you look younger. It makes you different,” said Bisset.

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