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Betrayed by My Wife & Boss | How I Discovered Their Secret Affair | true Story
Sep 22, 2025
Betrayed by My Wife & Boss | How I Discovered Their Secret Affair | true Story My life was ordinary—until I uncovered a betrayal that shattered everything. For six years, I trusted my wife Priya and my boss Richard, never imagining the secret they were hiding. What started as small doubts turned into undeniable proof of an affair disguised by a charity fundraiser. This is the story of how I caught them, exposed their lies, and reclaimed my life—rising from heartbreak to empowerment. If you’ve ever experienced betrayal or want to know how to confront the truth, this story is for you. Don’t forget to like, comment, and subscribe for more real-life stories!
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My name isn't important, but what
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happened to me will forever be a part of
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me. I used to believe I had everything
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figured out. For six years, I was
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married to Priya. We had a comfortable,
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unremarkable life in a small house in
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the suburbs. I worked a decent job at a
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marketing firm, and our days were filled
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with the quiet rhythm of domesticity.
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Morning coffee together, weekend trips
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to the grocery store, and quiet evenings
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on the couch. Our life was not flashy,
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but it was ours. A small, solid fortress
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built on a foundation of shared history
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and mutual affection.
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At least that's what I believed. The
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first hint of a crack in that foundation
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appeared on a Tuesday morning. I was
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running late for work, frantically
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searching for my keys when I saw Pria's
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phone buzzing on the kitchen counter.
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She was in the shower and usually I
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wouldn't even have glanced at it, but
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the name that lit up the screen made me
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freeze in my tracks. Richard. He was my
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boss. I stood there staring at the phone
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until the screen went dark. A cold,
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foreign feeling spreading through my
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chest.
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Why would my boss be texting my wife at
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7:00 a.m.? I tried to rationalize it,
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telling myself it was probably nothing.
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Maybe some company event she was helping
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with. Priya was always social, always
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volunteering for office parties and
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charity drives, but the knot in my
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stomach told me something was wrong.
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That evening, I decided to test the
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waters. I casually mentioned Richard's
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text, watching her reaction out of the
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corner of my eye. Priya barely looked up
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from her laptop.
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Oh, he was just asking about the
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fundraiser for the children's hospital.
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You know, the one I'm organizing for
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your company. She said it so smoothly,
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so matterof factly. I nodded, pretending
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to be satisfied, but I knew her too
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well. The way she avoided my gaze, the
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almost imperceptible pause before her
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answer, the way her fingers kept typing
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even while she spoke. They were all tiny
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tails that screamed of a lie.
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Over the next few weeks, the small
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things started to pile up, each one a
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tiny pin prick of suspicion. Priya would
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step outside to take certain calls, her
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voice a low murmur I couldn't decipher.
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Her laptop screen would snap shut the
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moment I entered the room, as if she
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were guarding a secret.
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She started working late more often,
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claiming she was meeting with vendors
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for the fundraiser. Each excuse was
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plausible on its own, but together they
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formed a suffocating web of paranoia.
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The uncertainty was eating me alive. I'd
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find myself checking her phone when she
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was in the bathroom, my heart pounding,
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searching for evidence of
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what.
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I didn't even know what I was looking
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for. Only that the man I had become was
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a stranger to myself. The man who had
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once been so secure in his marriage was
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now a jealous, distrustful mess.
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One night, the stress became unbearable.
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I decided to confront Richard of all
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people. After a team meeting, I
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approached him, my palms sweating. "Hey,
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Richard," I began, my voice tight. "Can
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I ask you something personal?" He looked
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up from his papers, that familiar,
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disarming smile spreading across his
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face. "Richard was the kind of boss
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everyone liked, charismatic, supportive,
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always willing to listen." "Of course.
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What's on your mind?" he said, his tone
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genuinely warm.
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I've been feeling I don't know like
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something's different with Priya lately,
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I confessed, the words tumbling out.
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She's been distant, secretive. I'm
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probably just overthinking it. But
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Richard's expression shifted to one of
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deep authentic concern. He placed a hand
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on my shoulder, a gesture that felt both
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comforting and condescending in
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retrospect. "Listen," he said, his voice
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dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.
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I've been married for 15 years. Trust me
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when I say that suspicion is poison to a
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relationship. If you don't trust your
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wife, you don't have a marriage.
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His words hit me like a slap. Here I was
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acting like some jealous, insecure
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husband when the real problem was my own
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insecurity. He was right. I felt foolish
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and embarrassed.
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You're right, I said, feeling my
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shoulders slump. I guess I've just been
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stressed with work and trust your wife,
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Richard interrupted, his voice firm but
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kind.
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Whatever's going on, talk to her. But
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don't let paranoia destroy what you
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have. Priya loves you. Anyone can see
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that. I walked away from that
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conversation feeling lighter than I had
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in weeks.
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Richard was right. I was being
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ridiculous. Priya was organizing a
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charity event, working with my boss to
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make it successful. Of course, they'd be
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in contact. I was a fool.
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That night, I apologized to Priya for my
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behavior, for being distant and
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paranoid. She hugged me tight, told me
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she loved me, and for about 3 weeks,
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everything felt normal again. The
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fundraiser was a huge success. Priya had
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outdone herself, raising over $50,000
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for the Children's Hospital.
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Richard gave a glowing speech praising
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her efforts and I felt a surge of pride
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watching my wife get the recognition she
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deserved. It was a beautiful moment, the
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culmination of all her hard work. But
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after the event, Priya seemed different,
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not distant like before, but almost
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guilty. She would catch my eye and
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quickly look away. She started
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suggesting we spend more time together,
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planning weekend trips, even talking
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about starting a family. It was as if
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she were overcompensating, trying to
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fill a hole I couldn't see.
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The truth finally came out in the most
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brutal and unexpected way. A few days
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after the fundraiser, I was at work
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printing out some quarterly reports when
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the office printer jammed. Annoyed, I
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walked to Richard's office to use his,
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but he wasn't there. His secretary said
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he had stepped out for lunch. I sat down
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at his computer, entered my login
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credentials, and sent my document to
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print. But as I waited, I noticed
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Richard's email was still open on his
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screen. I wasn't trying to snoop. I
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wasn't. But one subject line from Priya
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caught my eye and froze me solid.
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Thank you for last night. My hands
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started shaking. I knew I shouldn't
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look. I knew it was wrong, a violation
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of every ethical boundary I had. But I
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couldn't stop myself from clicking.
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The email was short, but it destroyed
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everything. Richard, thank you for last
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night. I know this is complicated, but I
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can't stop thinking about you. We have
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to be more careful, though. I think he's
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starting to suspect something. I'll see
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you at the usual place tomorrow. Love P.
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My vision blurred. The usual place. How
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long had this been going on? How many
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usual places did they have? I scrolled
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up, my fingers numb, reading through
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weeks of emails. The fundraiser had been
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nothing more than a cover story, an
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elaborate smokeokc screen to hide their
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deception.
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All those late nights, all those
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meetings with vendors were lies. I saw
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emails about hotel reservations, about
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weekend getaways while I was visiting my
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parents, about how they had to be
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careful around me.
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The worst part was reading Richard's
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responses. the same man who'd placed his
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hand on my shoulder and told me to trust
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my wife. He was writing things like, "I
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can't wait to hold you again." And I've
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never felt this way about anyone. I
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didn't think. I just acted. I printed
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everything. Every email, every message,
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every piece of evidence. My hands were
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shaking so badly I could barely feed the
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paper into the printer. When Richard
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returned from lunch, I was sitting in
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his office, a thick stack of papers in
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front of me. Oh, hey, he said, surprised
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to see me. What's up? I looked at him.
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Really looked at him at the man who had
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mentored me, who had praised my wife,
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who had given me advice about my
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marriage. You told me to trust my wife,
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I said quietly. His face went pale. He
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saw the papers in my hands, and I
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watched as the realization hit him. I
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can explain, he stammered. Explain what?
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I stood up, my voice surprisingly
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steady, a quiet storm of fury. Explain
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how you've been sleeping with my wife
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for months. Explain how you looked me in
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the eye and told me to trust her while
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you were planning your next hotel room.
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Explain how you used a children's
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charity as a cover for your affair.
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Richard's mouth opened and closed like a
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fish out of water. The confident,
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charismatic boss I'd admired was gone,
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replaced by a man who looked like he
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might throw up. It's not what you think,
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he began. It's exactly what I think, I
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said, placing the stack of emails on his
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desk. I've read every single one of
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these. Every lie, every rendevous, every
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time you laughed about how clueless I
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was. The next few hours were a blur. I
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went straight to HR with the evidence.
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Not because I wanted Richard fired, but
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because I knew I needed to protect
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myself. I knew what was coming. I knew
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Priya would try to turn this around to
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make me the villain in her own story.
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By the time I got home, Richard had
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already called her. She was sitting on
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our couch, tears streaming down her
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face. "I can explain," she said, the
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same pathetic words Richard had used. "I
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don't want an explanation," I said, my
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voice hollow. "I want you to pack your
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things and leave, please," she sobbed.
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"It's not what you think. It meant
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nothing. It was just
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It was just what? I interrupted, my
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voice rising for the first time. Just 6
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months of planning elaborate lies, just
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using sick children as a cover story.
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Just letting me apologize for being
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paranoid while you were planning your
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next betrayal.
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She broke down completely, begging for
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forgiveness, promising it would never
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happen again. But I was done. I'd
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already contacted a lawyer. I'd already
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changed the locks. I'd already started
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the process of reclaiming my life. The
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aftermath was swift. Richard was fired
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within a week. The company couldn't risk
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the liability of a boss having an affair
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with an employes spouse, especially one
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involving the misuse of company
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resources.
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Priya moved in with her sister and our
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divorce was finalized 6 months later. I
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could have fought for alimony, could
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have made things difficult for her, but
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I just wanted it to be over. I wanted to
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forget the taste of betrayal, the sound
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of her voice making excuses, the sight
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of Richard's fake concern. The hardest
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part wasn't the divorce or the
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loneliness that followed.
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It was the crushing realization that I
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had been living a lie for months. Every
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kiss, every I love you, every moment of
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happiness had been contaminated by their
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deception.
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But here's the thing about betrayal. It
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doesn't just destroy what you had. It
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shows you what you deserve. and I
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deserved better than a wife who could
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look me in the eye and lie and a boss
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who could shake my hand while stabbing
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me in the back.
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6 months later, I got promoted to
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Richard's position. It turned out
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removing a toxic leader was exactly what
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the company needed. And me, I'm still
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learning to trust again. But I'm no
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longer the naive man who believed that
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love was enough. Sometimes the best
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revenge isn't what you do to them. It's
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what you do for yourself.
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