Reddit Stories - Betrayed UNCOVERING My Wife's INFIDELITY Plot In A HEART-RACING Revelation

Episode Date: June 24, 2025

#redditstories #askreddit #aita #relationships #infidelity #betrayal #marriage #dramaSummary: A thrilling tale of uncovering a wife's infidelity plot, leading to a heart-racing revelation. Betrayal and secrets unravel in a marriage, causing turmoil and drama. Can trust be rebuilt or is the damage irreversible?Tags: redditstories, askreddit, reddit, aita, tifu, relationships, infidelity, betrayal, marriage, drama, trust, secrets, revelation, uncovering, heart-racing, turmoil, damage, irreversible, thriller, suspenseBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/reddit-stories--6237355/support.

I hope you enjoy this story. I examined my spouse's device and found out about her intention to betray me. She was messaging a colleague about visiting our home while I was away at work. I, a 23-year-old man, have been in a marital relationship with her. My wife for just over five years. We have a four-year-old daughter. For the past week or two, I've had my suspicions that my wife was talking to someone and are cheating on me. Last night after I got home, when she was asleep I checked her phone and confirmed my suspicions.

She has been talking to a co-worker, and the texts from the past two days, previous texts were deleted, ranged from both of them saying, I love you, to making plans today for him to come to my house today, while I am at work. While they didn't definitively say they were going to have SEGs, it was strongly implied. There is some evidence of other sensual acts already having taken place. I am now sitting at a Waffle House after calling into work to say I'm not coming in. I'm planning on trying to get proof of the visit if he does come over by watching. When my alarm is armed slash disarmed, through the app on my phone. After my research, if it ends in divorce, if I can prove she has committed adultery, she will not be eligible for any alimony in my state.

I could stop them from lovemaking by going home and confronting her before it happens, but it could cost me a lot in the long run if our marriage does fall apart. I love her and don't want it to end, but I can't see how I can forgive her for this. Even if I confronted her now, I would always still feel the same as if she made love with him. This hurts so much. I love her more than anything, and I feel like there is a hole in my chest and lead in my stomach. I am physically hungry, but can't bring myself to eat because I am so nauseous. I can't stop shaking, I can't think straight, I feel like a part of me has been ripped out.

I am terrified of what this will mean for my life, and more than that, the life of my daughter. I don't know what to do. Update 1, the guy hasn't shown up, and I don't think he will. Maybe she caught on that I knew. I tried to play it like nothing was wrong this morning when I left, but damn did it hurt. Not sure if she bought it. In their texts, they plan for him to come over 12.40 p.m. if he doesn't show up. I think I'm going to talk to her about it tonight.

The guy never showed up, so here is the current plan. I'm going to act like nothing is wrong for now. I'll go see a lawyer in the morning, and I talk to a PI that I'll probably be hiring. I know from the texts that she planned on having him come over during the hunting trip I have planned for next weekend, so I'm going to make sure I go, and that the P.I. knows. I think I've decided I'm done. I don't want to try to fix it. I'm going to cover my back and get out. It's not just an affair in the sense that she's having sex. She tells him she loves him, and she doesn't seem to love me anymore. I feel like she's trying to use me. She wanted a new car, and for me to pay for her to go to school, but wanted to be with him. Currently, she will be. She left to presumably, pick up my daughter from daycare. I'm watching the time. I know how long it should take. If she takes longer, I can guess where she went. Either way, I'm going to try to make it through Christmas, and my daughter's birthday next Friday without saying anything about this.

Hopefully the PI can find evidence then. Update 2, get ready, this is a big one, so I came home and acted normal. Everything seemed normal. We joked a bit, and F if that doesn't hurt when you're heartbroken, and at dinner. Sitting on the couch after dinner, she asks me to pause the TV, and asks when I was going to mention it. I asked what it was, and she said she knew I saw the texts. Start the conversation. She tells me that he didn't come over, which I obviously knew, and that she told him she

doesn't want to talk to him anymore. She blocked his number. Obviously, since she has done this, the original plan is off the table. I still love her. My heart is broken. I don't know if I can ever forgive her or trust her. I don't know if I can be in a relationship with her. She wants to work on us. I don't know if I am willing to or not. She says she was talking to him because she didn't feel wanted. She didn't feel a deep emotional connection between us and he knew all the right things to say. She said she told him she couldn't be with him and told him multiple times she was done with him. Yet here she is inviting him to our house. She said it wasn't a choice what she felt for him. The exact story was along the lines of, he was bagging at my register one day,

and I accidentally touched his hand, and it was like electricity. I know you're probably reading this and thinking it's a load of BS. Yeah, me too. How am I supposed to trust her? I can't see her side of this. Should I give her a chance? Should I try to work on things? I don't know. Do I want to? Is it worth it? I have to figure all this out. I told her I can't decide now. I have to think about it. I'm thinking about asking some co-workers, no, No family in town, perks of being in the military, if I can crash on their couch for a few days. Get away from it all and think. Of course I'd come back for Christmas for my daughter's sake.

I don't see any point in hiring the PI now, as I genuinely don't think she'd sew anything for a while. Maybe I'm wrong. Obviously I have been before. I'm taking plenty of precautions in the meantime to make sure I know what she is doing, and if If anything is questionable, I'm done. Of course I won't tell her about any of this. Update 3, my feelings, and the plan, I'm going to do a little Q&A section for the most asked questions.

How did she find out I know? Two ways. She had a strong suspicion that I knew because when she woke up, there was a notification on her phone for a new screenshot, but when she clicked it, there was no file. She was 100% sure I knew once she found this post. Yep, she's seen it, she's probably reading this now. Hi, wife. We'll get more into that later. What did she say when I asked if she made love with him? She said no. I am inclined to believe her, because many of the texts, including some the last ones, he was saying how excited he was to finally see how hot her box pussy is. That's a direct quote from from the text, by the way.

No, does this mean I believe that she didn't? No. Not at all. It doesn't change how I feel whether she did or not. She planned on it, and probably would have if I hadn't found out. It'll be a long time before we ever are intimate again. If we ever are I will definitely have us both checked for STDs. How do I know she won't do it again?

Obviously I don't. If we try to fix things, I'll probably never be able to fully trust her again. She is going to have to prove that she will be 100% honest with me. Here's the first test. To my wife, if you are reading this, text me now, text me right now and tell me. Stop reading and text me. I will know if you have read it and don't tell me. It will be over.

I feel like I represented her wrongly. She was saying that she did what she did with him because she felt unwanted, but she understood that it was her fault. She knows she should have talked to me. She knows she is the one in the wrong. She says she doesn't blame me for it. I didn't push her away and make her do this. She said she could control how she felt for him, which I still have a hard time believing, but she could have controlled what she did. She let him talk her into it because I think that even if she doesn't realize,

it, it's what she wanted at the time. Our marriage hasn't been perfect. We've had issues. We've had issues communicating, especially lately. We've not had a great love making life. I felt like she didn't care enough, and she felt like I didn't care enough. Neither of us tried enough to work on it. Does that mean I blame myself for this?

F, no. Not even a little. She did this, and she knows that. That's how I feel. I'm not trying to make you guys like her, I just want you to understand that I don't think, and never did think, that she is a tramp that is a terrible person. She is a terrible wife for what she did to me, but in general is not a bad person. Now, for the plan going forward, I thought long and hard last night and this morning about what I wanted.

What would make me happy? I'm not going to make the decision to stay or leave based on what she wants. I'm not going to decide to stay to keep out family together. I have to make it based on what I want. I want to stay with her. But that doesn't mean I've decided to. I want us to work things out and talk to counselors and our marriage be better than ever, but I have no idea if that will happen.

After I knew she read this post, I knew that she knew about the SC law on AY, and that she wouldn't be entitled to alimony if she was caught. That was my only defense. Now that she knows, I don't think she'd do anything with anyone for a long time, which means that hiring a PI now or when I go hunting next weekend would be useless. However, if she's reading this and knew I wasn't hiring one, she could think she could get away with it. I'm putting some safeguards in place to ensure that doesn't happen, or if it does I have proof. I came up with an idea. I knew I couldn't and wouldn't trust her for a long time if ever again if we tried to fix things.

I figured out the only thing that can even start to make me believe that, maybe she actually wants to stay with me for me, and work on our relationship, and not stay with me for what I can do for her. I asked her if she would sign a post-nuptial agreement. I'll have to talk to a lawyer still, but if she will agree to sign a contract that if we divorce, even at no fault, she gets nothing. No alimony, no possessions except certain outlined things that are undeniably hers, her computer, her clothes, her jewelry, etc. And no child support. I wouldn't not support my daughter

and I wouldn't keep my daughter from her, I just like to avoid court-ordered child support, and give her X amount to support my daughter based on how long she has her at any given time, rather than X amount per month. I don't know how it would work, hence why I have to talk to a lawyer and make sure I can do it like that. I have further plans, but I will not be posting them here as she may see this, and those plans involve her not knowing about them. I may reveal them later on, but it will be long from now. At this point, if the post-nuptial agreement works how I hope, and she signs it, I think I'd be willing to try to work on things. I know a lot of you aren't going to like this. Maybe she is lying to me. Maybe she really is just a piece of crap. But I knew her

before she did this. I knew her before our marriage degraded. I don't think she did it because she wanted to make love with someone else. I don't think she did it because she doesn't love me. I think she did it because he was telling her the exact same things I used to when we were first together. I think she misses what we used to be, and while we will never be what we used to be, this will go one of three ways. Either we try to work on things, it doesn't work out, and we get a divorce. We try to work on things, she continues to cheat, and we get a divorce. Or, we try to work on things, we fix problems we have had with ourselves and our marriage since we first got together, and our marriage and relationship will be stronger than it has ever been. I'm hoping for the latter. She has terrible self-image issues. She thinks the worst of herself.

She's also super introverted and doesn't get to know many people. This is the first job she's had where she's been around other people in years. Of course this doesn't excuse anything, but I felt like it was relevant. Update 4. Currently sitting at the bar, drinking some Jack and Coke. So we talked. We tried to work things out, and it seemed like it was getting better. Then she said that she wasn't sure how she felt or if she wanted to.

to try. We talked so more and she said she did want to try. We had a session of counseling with a therapist Wednesday. The counseling went more or less like this. She said she felt like she wasn't getting enough out of the marriage and that I didn't care or talk to her. The therapist asked her some questions and she answered basically saying she could tell I did care and did talk to her or try to anyway. The therapist kind of explained to her that it wasn't that I didn't care, by her own admission, and instead that she just wasn't happy with it and didn't know what she wanted. Well, she decided what she wanted. Last night she started setting up an air mattress in the extra room, and I saw she had some new sheets that she had ordered to fit it.

I looked at her phone to see when she had ordered them, and she was texting him again. So obviously, we're done. We will be getting a divorce. I know a lot of you are going to say I told you so, but I was a lot of you are going to say, I told you so, but I was 100% aware this was a possibility when I tried to work things out, and I don't regret it at all. I will look back on this in the future and know I did everything I could to fix things. I have nothing left to regret, and that makes me happy. I tried, and I can never blame myself now. Now, before anyone says it, please refrain from calling her a

tramp, or just generally talking crap about my wife. As you can't just stop loving at will, I still love her. Telling me how crappy a person she is doesn't help. I don't forgive her, and I may never, but I don't resent her. I still want the best for her and our daughter and want her to be happy. I genuinely believe she regrets hurting me, but at least believes that can't help how she feels. We are done, but she is currently planning to move back to Florida with her family, which means leaving this guy too.

She doesn't think she can be happy with me anymore, but I don't really think she's leaving me to be with him. In my opinion, she is excited about the pursuit. The puppy dog love that you get when you meet someone new. I think she is damaged and needs help to figure out herself and her self-deprecation issues. She will be staying here in our house for the time being, and seeing a therapist, hopefully, while she still gets the benefit of it being married to me. By SC law, we will have to live apart for a year before we can file for the divorce, but she will be leaving relatively soon. We have agreed to do mediation instead of having lawyers involved to save us money and fighting. We still get along well enough.

She has agreed that she will not pursue alimony, and I think she will be giving me full custody of our daughter if the courts accept it, but with her still getting as much visitation as possible. I won't try to eff her over as much as you guys will tell me to, and although I love you all for all the support and everything you have done for me, you don't know me, and you don't know her. She's not a terrible person. I truly believe she is telling me the truth and won't try to F me over either. It's going to be rough for a long time, but we'll make it through this. The most important thing to me right now is making sure our daughter is taken care of and that we do what is best for her. I'm on drink number four now, so I'm done for now. Update 5, it's been four years since I discovered that my ex-wife was cheating on me. I have no interest in reading my original post and reliving that time in my life, so I'll give you a summary of what happened and where I'm at now. After the day or two of activity that the last post took place in, my ex, will call her Sheila, and I spoke.

She made promises to stop talking to the other guy, but of course. course couldn't keep her promises. Within a month or two, after trying and failing counseling, Sheila moved out. She stayed with her lover, and they remained together to this day. I retained custody of our daughter, and life went on. I went through a deep depression and I'm honestly surprised that I came out the other side of it. I have you all, my daughter, and my mother to thank for that. Sheila went on to get pregnant with the other guy's kid, get an abortion, get pregnant again, have the second kid, and have that child taken by CPS for six odd months for suspected abuse.

We actually get along better now than we have since I discovered she was cheating. Not to say we're friends, but I've moved on and have stopped holding resentment for what she did to me. I believe in karma and feel like she's gotten hers. She hasn't had an easy life the past four years. I haven't stopped resenting her for being a bad mother, but I've accepted that she's I can't fix it. Instead I'm focused on being the best father I can for my daughter. She just turned eight, and is the most amazing child anyone could ask for. I've actually just come out of a

two-year relationship, that didn't end badly, we're just going our separate ways. For the first time in my life, I'm happy and excited for my life as a single man. My life isn't perfect, but it's as good as it's ever been. Thank you so much to everyone that helped me through the hardest part of my life. I'll never forget you. To anyone going through a difficult time, it gets better. Make it to the other side. It's worth it, I promise. Love you all. Now on to the next story. Story two. My mother-in-law tried to ruin my birthday, so I got the perfect revenge at her party. Let me tell you about what my mill, the queen of disapproval. From day one, she made it pretty darn clear that she wasn't a fan of me or our marriage. Every time she stepped into our house, it was like she had a radar for

finding faults in every single thing. It's like she had a secret mission to nitpick her way through our lives. Take this one time, for instance, she told me she wanted a specific type of tea and couldn't stand anything else. I thought I'd be the perfect host and got her that exactly. I Zach T. But oh no, that wasn't going to cut it for her majesty. As soon as she took a whiff, she acted like I served her some kind of toxic sludge and tossed it away, claiming she'd never say she liked something like that. But believe me, that was just the tip of the iceberg. This woman had a talent for being snobby and bitchy in the most creative ways. She'd dropped snarky comments about my cooking, my choice of clothes, and even the way I decorated our home.

It was like she had a personal vendetta against me. You'd think my husband would put his foot down and stand up for me, right? Well, he did try, and failed. He'd always try to smooth things over, explaining to her that she needed to respect our choices and accept me as part of the family. But she just wouldn't budge. It was like she wanted to be the gatekeeper of the family and decided that I didn't cut. I mean, who does that? We were supposed to be a family, but she acted like I was some kind of intruder.

So, I couldn't believe my ears when I found out that my mill, of all people, had planned a surprise birthday for me. It was such a weird twist in the tale, considering how she had never been a fan of me. I had mixed feelings, wondering if this was some kind of elaborate prank or if she was genuinely trying to make amends. Little did I know that this birthday surprise would turn out to be anything but pleasant. The day started with all the regular birthday cheer, balloons, decorations, and smiles all around. I tried my best to put aside my reservations and enjoy the moment. But then came the truth, the birthday cake. As they brought out the cake, I was excited to see what it looked like.

But imagine my shock when I saw my husband's ex's name spelled out in big, bold letters instead of mine. I mean, seriously. How could this be happening? I glanced at my mill, trying to comprehend what was going on. She had this smirk on her face like she was hiding something. And then she casually mentioned that she misspelled my name because she was getting old and forgetful. Yeah, right. It was clear as day that she did it on purpose. I mean, who misspells their own Dill's name and writes the name of the ex on her birthday cake. It was like a cruel joke, and I couldn't believe she had stooped this low. Everyone else seemed to be in shock too, not knowing how to react. I tried my best to keep my composure, but deep down, I was hurt and angry. It was hard not to take it

personally, especially after all the snide remarks and disapproval I had endured from her. When my husband saw the birthday cake, he was just as shocked as I was. He was. He was, he was, He had genuinely wanted to surprise me with a special birthday celebration, but his mom swooped in, offering to plan the entire surprise herself. It seemed like a hopeful sign that she was finally willing to try and build a better relationship with me. She told my husband that he wanted her to have a good relationship with me, and she was willing to make an effort.

It was like she was playing the role of a caring and understanding mother-in-law, blurring him into believing that she had turned a new leaf. did he know that it was all a facade, a cutting plan to ruin my birthday and hurt me in the process. I didn't want to ruin the party, so I just smiled. I had other things in the plan. Now, let me give you some backstory. It seemed like my mill had a knack for stirring up trouble with her habit of comparing me with my husband's ex. It was ironic because my husband had told me that she never approved of his ex either. Talk about deja vu. But what was a bit of? But what What was even more amusing was the fact that my mill herself had been the second wife of my fill.

It was like she conveniently forgot her history while busy meddling in hours. The irony was too real. The story of my fill was a mystery in itself. My husband didn't know much about his other family, and I had never been given much detail either. All we knew was that my Phil had two families, and it seemed like his other family wanted nothing to do with us. We had heard whispers of a distant and complicated relationship with them, but the details were shrouded in secrecy. It was like there was a hidden divide that we were never meant to cross. And then I found out after a year of marriage, the reason behind my Phil's divorce from his first wife was none other than my mill.

It was like something out of a soap opera with family secrets and drama at every turn. I couldn't help but wonder if my mill's constant comparisons were a way of asserting herself and trying to fill the shoes of my husband's first wife. It was like she was trying to erase the past and make herself the standard for what a wife should be. But no matter how much she tried, she couldn't erase the fact that my husband's first marriage had nothing to do with me. We were our couple with our own unique love story. Coming back to the present, like I said, I didn't react. I just smiled at her mistake. Now, my Mills' birthday was legit the next day, so I decided to return the surprise.

I decided to play a little prank and wrote my Phil's first wife's name instead of Mills on the birthday cake. Of course, I acted all innocent, blaming the bakery for the mix-up. Oh, the look on her face when she saw the cake, it was priceless. She was fuming with anger, and I couldn't help but suppress a smirk. It was like karma had come full circle. All those times she had belittled me and made me feel unworthy, and now she was the one feeling the burn. She started yelling and throwing a tantrum, but I remained calm and composed. My husband tried to calm her down, but she wouldn't listen to reason.

In a way, it felt liberating to see her lose control for once. I innocently asked if she was okay, pretending to be clueless about the whole thing. Inside, I was laughing with glee, but then she stormed out, unable to handle the humiliation. My husband looked puzzled, asking if I had done it intentionally. I didn't want to admit the truth, so I played it off as an honest mistake. Oh, I must have picked up the wrong cake, I said with a perfectly innocent smile. He bought it, hook, line, and sinker. It was my little secret, my moment of giving her back what she deserves.

I knew I probably shouldn't have stooped to her level, but I couldn't resist giving her a taste of her own medicine. And boy, did it feel good. Do you think I went too far? Bringing up old wounds and all. Update 1. Well, well, well, my little birthday cake prank seems to have stirred up quite the storm. My mill is complaining left and right, insisting that I did it intentionally. But you know what they say, what goes around comes around. I denied it, of course, and played it off like I was innocent as a lamb.

I reminded her of the time when she messed up on my birthday with the T-incident, and I didn't react the way she did. I mean, come on, it was just a cake, right? No need to blow it out of proportion. But you know how it is with Mill, always looking for a reason to be dramatic. She loves the spotlight, and this was her moment to shine. The whole family knows how she can be, so you know how she can be, so you know how she's a lot of her. it's no surprise that they're all on my side. They've seen her dramatic antics before, and they're not falling for it this time. It's honestly quite funny how the tables have turned.

She's used to being the center of attention and getting her way, but this time, she's the one left red-faced and fuming. And I have to admit, I'm kind of enjoying the show. My husband seems a little torn, caught between defending his mom and believing me. But hey, I'm not going to spill the beans about my little prank. Let him think what he wants, it's all in good fun, right? Update 2, ever since the little cake prank, my mill has been surprisingly silent and hasn't been bothering us much. It's like a breath of fresh air, and life has become so much more peaceful.

Maybe, just maybe, my little prank had a more significant impact on her than I thought. Perhaps she realized that her dramatic antics weren't getting her anywhere and decided to dial it down a notch. Or maybe she's just sulking in a corner, nursing her wounded pride. Either way, I'm not complaining. I can finally breathe without the constant scrutiny and criticism. It's like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders, and I feel freer than ever before. Of course, I'm not naive enough to think that this newfound piece will last forever. Knowing my mill, she might bounce back with her drama in no time. But for now, I'm going to just enjoy it. Update 3, you know what they say, if you can't beat them, block them. And that's exactly what I did. Life has become so much better

ever since I decided to block my mill. No more nagging in drama, just sweet, blissful silence. And thanks to all of you for supporting me in the comments. It feels good to know that I'm not alone in dealing with a dramatic mill. Your words of encouragement have been a source of strength for me. When she confronted me about blocking her, I just played it cool and blamed it on network issues. Hey, a little white line never hurt anyone, right? Besides, it's kind of fun to mess with her a little bit.

I have to admit, I'm enjoying this newfound power and control. Blocking her has given me a sense of freedom and peace that I never knew was possible. It's like I have the remote control to her drama, and I get to decide when to turn it on or off. To all those dealing with their dramatic mills, stay strong and don't let anyone bring you down. Until next time, take care and live your best life. Bye for now.