When my husband told me he had a work party to go to, I never suspected anything untoward until I received a call that made me stop in my tracks! What I heard on the other line had me grabbing my car keys to confront him and packing his things the next day!
You’d think after ten years of marriage, I’d know my husband, Brian, inside out. But last week, I learned that even a decade together can’t shield you from betrayal—or the satisfaction of watching karma deliver a perfect punch!
A serious-looking woman | Source: Midjourney
It started innocently enough. On a Thursday evening, Brian walked through the door humming a tune, a rare spring in his step. “Big news!” he announced. “The company’s throwing a work party tomorrow night, a team bonding thing. Strictly employees.”
He kissed my forehead and dropped his briefcase on the floor.
“It’s going to be boring, so don’t worry about coming. Just numbers talk and small talk.”
I raised an eyebrow.
A suspicious woman | Source: Midjourney
Brian wasn’t exactly the party type. His idea of fun was watching golf on TV, but I shrugged it off.
“Fine by me,” I said, my mind already spinning through tomorrow’s tasks.
The next morning, Brian was sweeter than usual. Too sweet, if I’m honest. While I cooked breakfast, he came up behind me, wrapped his arms around my waist, and murmured, “You know you’re amazing, right?”
“What’s all this?” I asked with a laugh. “Trying to earn brownie points?”
“Maybe.” He handed me his favorite white shirt, the one with the annoying button that always came loose.
A happy man holding a shirt | Source: Midjourney
“Can you iron this for me? And, oh, while I’m gone, could you make lasagna? The one with the extra cheese? You know how much I love it.”
“Anything else, Your Highness?” I teased.
“Actually, yes.” He winked while looking smug. “Could you clean and tidy up the bathrooms? You know I like the place spotless. And it wouldn’t hurt to get them spick and span just in case… guests, you know?”
I rolled my eyes but laughed along. My husband had his quirks, and for all his little diva requests, I thought he was harmless. If only I’d known…
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That day, I threw myself into my chores. The vacuum buzzed, the washing machine churned, and the smell of baking lasagna filled the house. My cleaning playlist kept me company, and for a while, life felt… normal.
I was so deep into my work that I didn’t even notice the day had gone by until my phone rang.
The number was unfamiliar, and for a split second, I toyed with ignoring it, not wanting to be disturbed. But I picked it up anyway. “Hello?”
At first, all I could hear was music, noise, and muffled laughter. I frowned, thinking it might be a prank. But then I heard Brian’s voice. Clear as day…
A woman frowning while on the phone | Source: Midjourney
“My wife?” he said, his tone dripping with sarcasm. “She’s probably cooking and scrubbing toilets or something. She’s so predictable! Meanwhile, I’m here with you, my love.”
I then heard a woman giggling, and my stomach sank.
I froze, the phone pressed to my ear as my world tilted on its axis. Then, the line went dead. A second later, a text came through with a single address. No words, just a location. The address wasn’t familiar, but something deep inside me knew. This wasn’t a work party. This wasn’t harmless.
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My pulse pounded as I stared at the screen. I had a moment of questioning things like was this real? Could Brian, my Brian, really be this cruel?
I didn’t cry. Not yet. Instead, I threw on a coat, furiously grabbed my keys, and drove straight to the address without thinking twice. The lasagna, which I switched off, could wait. If Brian thought I’d stay home like a clueless fool, he had another thing coming!
I knew that this could all be a prank or something else innocent, but I couldn’t risk not knowing if my husband was really cheating on me. So I had to go see for myself. The GPS led me to a sleek Airbnb on the other side of town.
An angry woman driving | Source: Midjourney
The place screamed “luxury,” with its grand entrance, sparkling windows, and pristine landscaping. A collection of fancy cars was parked in the driveway, and inside, I could see a crowd of people laughing and drinking.
My stomach churned as I scanned the faces. Either Brian was about to get the surprise of his life, or maybe I was. We’d see in a minute. As I walked to the door, a doorman blocked my path, asking, “Can I help you, ma’am?”
A suspicious doorman | Source: Midjourney
Fake smiling, I replied, “Hi, yes, I just came to drop something off for my husband quickly,” I said, gesturing to the toilet brush and cleaner in the bucket I held. Confused, the doorman stared at me and then my bucket.
“Look, he’s the tall guy in the white T-shirt,” I explained.
The doorman didn’t seem convinced but figured I wasn’t harmful, so he stepped aside to let me in. Everyone turned around and stared at me, looking all disheveled from cleaning and cooking, with a bucket in hand.
And then I saw him…
A shocked woman | Source: Midjourney
My husband stood in the middle of the room, his arm casually draped around a young woman in a tight red dress. He looked more alive than I’d seen him in years, laughing and sipping champagne like he didn’t have a care in the world!
Every part of me wanted to rush over to him and let loose, but another part whispered, “Be smart. Don’t just react. Make it count.” Brian spotted me almost instantly. His face drained of color, and he took a step back, nearly spilling his drink!
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“Emily?” he stammered, pulling away from the woman at his side. “What… what are you doing here?”
“Hi, sweetheart,” I said, my voice loud enough for the room to hear. “You left something at home.”
Brian blinked, confused. I reached into the bucket and pulled out rubber gloves, a toilet brush, and a bottle of toilet cleaner I’d brought with me.
“Since you like talking about my cleaning skills, I figured you might need these to clean up this mess you’ve made of our marriage.”
Gasps rippled through the crowd. The woman in red took a step away from Brian, looking mortified. But I wasn’t done.
A shocked woman | Source: Midjourney
“You know,” I said, turning to the room, “Brian loves to play the doting husband at home. But as you can see, he’s more interested in playing house with whoever strokes his ego.”
“Emily,” Brian said, his voice low and desperate. “Can we go outside and talk?”
“Oh no,” I said sharply. “You didn’t care about privacy when you were mocking me behind my back. Why start now?”
An angry woman | Source: Midjourney
I turned to the crowd, addressing them like an audience at a theater.
“Enjoy the party, everyone. Just remember: if he cheats with you, he’ll cheat on you!”
And with that, I dropped the bucket near his feet and walked out, my heels clicking against the marble floor. But as I reached my car, my phone buzzed again. The same unknown number.
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“You deserve to know the truth,” the message read. “I’m sorry it had to be this way.”
My hands trembled as I called the number. I realized I never bothered to find out who had given me the tip and why. Was it a woman Brian cheated with who now felt spiteful? Or perhaps someone who wanted him for themselves?
Heck! For all I knew, it could’ve been the woman Brian was with, trying to put a spanner in the works so she could get him for herself.
The phone didn’t ring long before a woman answered. “Hello?”
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“Who is this?” I demanded.
“My name’s Valerie,” she said after a pause. “I… used to work with Brian.”
“Why are you doing this?”
“Because someone had to,” she said, her voice tinged with frustration. “I’ve been watching him lie and cheat for months. Bragging about you, laughing about how ‘easy’ it is to fool you. It made me sick.”
I swallowed hard. “How did you even get my number?”
A woman on a call | Source: Midjourney
“I left the company a month ago for greener pastures after working to secure the venue for the office party,” she admitted. “But before I quit, I saw what kind of man he is. I found your number in the emergency contact database. I know it was wrong, but you needed to know. My husband, Ted, was the same way. I left him two years ago and vowed never to stand by and see the same thing happen to another woman.”
Her words hit me like a freight train.
A shocked woman on a call | Source: Midjourney
“I got another female colleague to attend the party and shadow Brian, at the opportune moment, she called you and let you hear him berate you before giving me back my phone. I’ve been hiding outside the venue in my car, waiting for you to arrive and confront him once and for all. You deserved the truth, Emily.”
I should’ve been angry—should’ve felt violated—but all I felt was gratitude.
“Thank you,” I whispered before hanging up. I was ready to go home and lick my wounds and felt it pointless to meet Valerie. She’d played her part, and now it was time for me to play mine.
An angry woman in her car | Source: Midjourney
The next morning, I woke up with a clarity I hadn’t felt in years! Brian’s belongings were packed and waiting outside the door. When he came home last night, his key wouldn’t fit the lock because I put a keyhole cover we had in the house.
I don’t know and don’t care where he slept last night. His phone buzzed with a single text from me that morning: “Enjoy.”
A shocked man after looking at his phone | Source: Midjourney
And for the first time in a long time, I smiled. Not because of revenge, but because I finally took back control of my life. Divorce was the next thing on my to-do list that day, and I couldn’t wait to take him for all he’s worth!
A happy woman sitting at home | Source: Midjourney
If that story was up your alley, then you might like the next one about a wife who suspected her husband of cheating when he suddenly insisted on sleeping in the car. One night, she followed him and discovered something more disturbing than just cheating…
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Marido obriga esposa grávida a trabalhar mais de 40 horas e fazer todo o trabalho doméstico – Família descobre no Dia de Ação de Graças
Em novembro de 2021, uma mulher anônima compartilhou uma história comovente no fórum “AITA” do Reddit. A mulher, de 24 anos, contou a história da irmã, de 32, e do marido, de 38, que era o epítome da incompetência familiar.
Apesar de ter um trabalho de tempo integral de mais de 40 horas semanais, administrando toda a casa e cuidando dos quatro filhos – 10F, 8M, 5M e 3F – enquanto estava grávida, o marido da irmã não colaborou em nada.
Uma criança ao lado da mãe na cozinha | Foto de : Pexels
A mulher achou incrível que a irmã acordasse às 4 da manhã, cuidasse do café da manhã e das tarefas domésticas e preparasse os filhos para a escola, enquanto o marido ficava em casa, trabalhava e se divertia com videogame depois de pegar as crianças. Em particular, a mulher mencionou que a sua irmã ganhava mais que o seu marido.
O que aconteceu quando eles ficaram com a irmã?
Enquanto reformavam a casa dela, o Redditor teve que ficar seis semanas na casa da irmã, com o noivo de 26 anos. Como o casal trabalhava em casa, puderam oferecer ajuda, e o apoio extra deixou a irmã da mulher feliz e aliviada.
Ele alegou que o incidente o tornou motivo de chacota em sua família.
Uma mulher lê um livro para suas filhas | Foto: Shutterstock
A mulher ajudou a irmã com os filhos, e o noivo até a levou às consultas médicas. Por outro lado, o marido só reconhecia o seu papel paterno quando a família estava presente, apresentando-se como um pai de cinco filhos, temente a Deus e trabalhador.
Embora a irmã da mulher quisesse parar de ter filhos depois do último filho, o marido insistiu em ter mais meninos. A autora original estava preocupada não só com a irmã, mas também com os filhos, principalmente quando o mais velho começou a reconhecer a situação e tentou ajudá-la. No entanto, a irmã recusou-se terminantemente a deixar o filho assumir a responsabilidade.
Uma menina assustada ouve seus pais discutindo ao fundo | Foto: Shutterstock
O Redditor admitiu que ela nunca se deu bem com o cunhado e que o comportamento dele persistiu desde o nascimento de seu filho de oito anos. Apesar das tentativas de discutir a opção de partir, a sua irmã resistiu e temeu que os seus filhos crescessem num lar desfeito.
Um casal feliz com seus três filhos | Foto: Shutterstock
Sua perspectiva sobre o divórcio era diferente da do Redditor, pois sua própria experiência com o divórcio dos pais era muito diferente. Ela acreditava que os seus filhos precisavam da mãe e do pai juntos e estava relutante em considerar os possíveis benefícios do divórcio, dada a sua situação.
Jantar de Ação de Graças
No fim de semana antes de ela contar sua história, sua irmã e seu cunhado ofereceram um jantar pré-Ação de Graças, ao qual ambas as famílias compareceram. Antecipando a falta de colaboração do cunhado, o Redditor havia ficado com a irmã alguns dias antes para ajudá-la.
Reunião de família para jantar de Ação de Graças | Foto: Flickr.com/s_mestdagh (CC BY-SA 2.0)
Durante o jantar, ela disse que ela e o noivo estavam tentando constituir família. Naquele momento, o cunhado fez um comentário estranho ao namorado sobre os desafios da paternidade. O que ele disse irritou a mulher, que respondeu: “Como se você soubesse”.
Surpreso, ele perguntou o que ela queria dizer, e ela deu vazão à frustração reprimida por ser o homem que deixou sua irmã grávida de 8 meses cuidar de tudo na família. A Redditor expressou apaixonadamente seus sentimentos por quase dez minutos, deixando seu cunhado visivelmente desconfortável em sua cadeira. Depois disso, ele saiu do local.
Uma mulher abraça outra para confortá-la | Foto: Shutterstock
Naquela mesma noite, a autora original recebeu um telefonema de sua irmã; Ela agradeceu por defendê-la e expressou sua gratidão por seu apoio. Mas no dia seguinte ela recebeu uma mensagem desagradável do cunhado, acusando-a de ser uma pessoa terrível. Segundo ele, sua suposta mentira diante da família irritou sua mãe, que, em resposta, decidiu morar com eles para ajudar a nora.
Um homem descontente sentado à beira do rio | Foto de : Pexels
Ele alegou que o incidente o tornou motivo de chacota em sua família. Ele acreditava firmemente que ela era a culpada pelas consequências. Depois de tudo o que aconteceu, o Redditor não pôde deixar de se perguntar se ela estava errada ao criticar o cunhado por seu comportamento questionável.
Suporte on-line
“Acho que foi o momento perfeito. Ambas as famílias conseguiram ouvir exatamente o que o autor da postagem dizia, então ele não poderia mentir para sua família e fazer com que eles a atacassem! Algumas pessoas merecem ser expostas à explosão, especialmente pela maneira como ele age como se fosse algo tão importante haha.”
Sua mãe fica brava com ele e vai morar com eles para ajudá-la.
E tudo fica claro…! Não é sua culpa.
“Não sei, quero dar o benefício da dúvida à mãe e pensar que ela está se mudando pelo bem da irmã, não para ajudar o filho.
Ou melhor ainda, para garantir que seu filho não relaxe e realmente ajude.”
“Não é sua culpa. Retorne a mensagem com “A verdade dói, né, grandalhão?”
Diga-nos o que você pensa nos comentários do Facebook e compartilhe essa história com seus amigos. Isso poderia iluminar o dia deles e inspirá-los.
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