Reddit Stories - BETRAYED UNVEILING My Wife's Secret Affair Caught On Camera, Ending In A Divorce SHOWDOWN

Episode Date: June 24, 2025

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I hope you enjoy this story. Discovered my spouse of half a decade engaging in infidelity on video for an extended period. Presented her with divorce documents as a commemorative present. Currently seething with anger while at my workplace. No respite in sight. Seen much of my son this year, didn't get him for the summer because of this damn virus. I'm pissed about that. Found out at the end of September that wife of five years is cheap.

on me. Have spent most of my time doing the FBI thing which has been a giant can of worms with no apparent bottom. Have had this nasty woman in my house and I have to sit there and pretend that nothing is wrong. Want to throw everything at her and kick her out. My lawyer just keeps telling me not yet. I haven't slept in my bed in almost two months. Gunna burn that when she's gone. Have had no ass. Which has caused her to accuse me of cheating. If she tries to hug me or kiss me, I have to sit there and take it when it makes me want to vomit. When I look at her, I see bugs crawling all over her. I want her gone, but it's just not yet. There is not much left to burn on my fuse. It's like being locked in a big room with someone

and there's just a table there and the room echoes and they start tapping on the table until you just want to flip the table and strangle them. I can't even talk to anybody about it right now, Not yet. I'm angry at myself and disappointed in myself for putting myself in the position to let someone do this to me again. I just want this to be over. And I miss my son. Update 1, some good news. Was Skyping with my son earlier and my ex-GF wandered into the conversation. She told me I look like crap. Told her I'm in a dark place, miss my son and really have no one right now. She called me back a little later and asked me to come up for Thanksgiving. So I'm stoked.

Just have to fight with the tramp about why I won't be going with her to her parents for the holiday. But I'm leaving at 3 a.m. It's a long drive. And it's four days I won't have to look at her. Haven't been in the same room with my kids since April. Not passing this up. Arrived at destination 10-30-ish last night. called my ex-GF to see if she was still up. She was.

Cooking like mad for today. Told her I was there and sitting on her front porch. Her husband came and let me in. He doesn't look good. He's lost a lot of weight. Anyway, we sat at the kitchen table and he told me that I looked like crap and it wasn't just from driving for 19 hours. XGF said spill, so I did. I told them everything and I mean everything.

I started crying while I was telling them what was going on. I haven't cried since my cousin called me once to tell me mother had passed away a month before that. That was 11 years ago. Just frustrated tears. But it felt so good finally talking to someone I didn't have to pay a zillion dollars an hour or two. We talked for a little bit more how they were doing not good, and this and that. They offered up their couch to me and I was woken up this morning by their five-year-old daughter trying to suffocate me with a teddy bear. My son woke up a little later and when he saw me he yelled D-A and gave me a big hug.

I really needed that. Last year he decided he was too big to give his old man a hug. They didn't tell him I was coming so it was a surprise for him. I'm in a real good mood right now. I know it's temporary. Gonna have to call my in-laws in a bit to apologize for not going to their home for the holiday. They're decent enough folk. I feel bad that they don't know what's coming.

Update 2. I'll also provide some background as my wife's browsing history. Yes, I am spying, shows she hasn't used Reddit in six months. Honestly, at this point I don't even care. I'm white-knuckling it right now. Anyone who has found out and said nothing until they serve their cheating piece of crap, you have my admiration. This is Fengi Hard, I got home late Sunday.

It's a 1,400 mile drive. This was good. I really didn't want to see her talk to her. I was tired. Went to my chair and slept. I haven't slept well in two months. I've lost 15 pounds. I look and look and have.

feel like crap. But it was the first eight hours I had gotten in a while. Monday my wife tried to initiate some and sigh. I just cannot get it up for this woman. My Johnson is up bright and early before me every morning, so this is nothing physical with me. It's just that for once, my crap is in total agreement with my mind and heart. This upset her and we got into a pretty heated argument. I told her maybe it was something wrong with me. I'm 50 years old this crap happens. She started insinuating again that I'm cheating on her. She said that I'm not being a good husband.

I haven't effed her in over two months, I haven't told her I loved her in over two months. Clearly I'm doing something behind her back. I mean, she tried to gaslight the crap out of me. Yeah, I was doing something behind her back. I was piecing everything together. D-day for me was September 25th. I work in collision repair.

Specifically, I work on the vehicles that are considered train wrecks. September 25th, I wound up cutting my leg open on a truck I was working on. That was a trip to the emergency room. I got five stitches inside my leg and 34 stitches on the outside. It was pretty bad. I got put on some hefty painkillers and there was no way I was going to. going to drive. So I called my wife. No answer. Called five minutes later. No answer. Called again, no answer. Texted her, babe. Pick up I need you. Call me. Called her again, no answer. More texts.

Nothing. About an hour and a half of this. So I got an Uber to take me home. We turned on to my street come in view of my house and she is standing in our doorway, completely sucking face with the GM of where she works. I told the driver to stop. This wasn't a peck folks, they were swapping spit. She was supposed to be at work. I pulled out my phone, took a couple pictures and told the driver to keep driving. I had him take me back to work. I sat there in the break room for four hours. Head down on the table. Um, FNG heartbroken. When the painkillers wore off, I drove home in pain from my leg and from everything going through my head.

She wasn't home when I got there. She came home a couple hours later. She acted all concerned. Maybe she was, maybe she wasn't. I don't know. I asked how her day was. And she made up some crap about work that day. I know it was crap.

A week later I learned for the first time that she hasn't worked a Friday in three years. I've never really used Reddit much, it was always there, but I had no real interest in it till then. I was looking for crap on dealing with cheaters and this sub showed up along with YouTube videos. So I read stuff here. Just trying to find out what the hell I should be doing right now. I was reading about all the red flags and just saying yep. Well, that fits her to AT always on the phone. Always texting.

For some of FNG reason can't answer my calls or texts. She had no idea until last Monday that I had sat in the emergency room trying to call her, texting her. In two whole FNG months she had not looked at our chat log. At all. She was yelling at me that I need to be a better husband. That I'm not doing enough for her. I got so effingy pissed I grabbed my phone open the chat log and shoved it in her face. Showed her those unanswered texts.

I rarely raise my voice, but I yelled at her that the one time I needed her to be there for me I got ghosted. She pulled out her phone, looked. Then she left the house for a couple hours. When she came back she apologized and then lied right to my FNG face. Oh, she had a hard day at work that day. didn't notice because she was so busy. The truth is she didn't know about the calls and texts because she was too busy if I NG her boss in my house to answer her phone. In the time between that day and now, I've snooped her phone, her laptop, her iPad.

Learned I could look at all her crap from one of her old phones. I've installed cameras in the house. I have been watching her cheat on me in real time for two months. Let me tell you something. I've always thought Apple products are for idiots. They really are. Cheaters should probably start using Android or something. Because Apple sinks across everything.

I've learned she doesn't just dislike my son, she FNG hates that kid. Probably because him being at my house in the summer was cramping her style. I've learned this affair has been going on for years. I've learned it's not just her boss. One of the men she has been If Ianji has been someone I have worked with and considered a friend for over 14 years. She works with his wife. His wife has been helping her hide the affair with her boss. They Fengi introduced me to her.

They watched me propose to her. They were at the wedding. They let me marry this woman, knowing she was cheating on me. I know of four men. Two I know. Two I don't know. They've effed in my bed. On my couch.

On my kitchen table where I eat. In my shower. These idiots have used my soap to wash their fengi balls. I went up to my property and where I hunt deer to get away for one weekend. I invited her. I always ask her to come whenever I go anywhere. She always declines. When I got back I just watched this parade of my night.

men go through my house and F. my wife. She didn't even shower and clean herself off between two of them. What a Fengi Pig? Yeah, there's a camera in the bathroom same thing when I went to Chicago for Thanksgiving. She spent the whole weekend Fengi other men in my home. In my bed. For two months I have kept this to myself until I told my ex-GF what is going on. I'm wearing this calm mask, but I am inches from Hulk smash mode. I almost confronted her about her cheating. But I just ate the lies she told me. IFNG apologized for the argument.

I told her I would make an appointment with a doctor for my erectile dysfunction. And then I read her text to her boss calling me a limp crap and she can't wait for Friday. This is not the woman I fell in love with seven years ago. I'd like to say she's pure evil, but I'm thinking she's got severe mental. health problems. Certainly, she's a sociopath. Whatever. I did not sign up for this. It was very hard for me to ask her to marry me. Since my first divorce, I had a hard time believing that anything nice a woman said to me was what she really meant. I've chased off two fantastic women in my life because I was still left in the head from my first wife, more so what I went through

after the divorce than oh, she didn't really love me. I got abused in my first divorce. I walked away from it with $43 in my pocket, no home, no car, no means to do my job, no support for my family and had to couch surf for the next three years because everything I made went to alimony and paying off our debt. 22 years old and my life f-ed before it really even started. I spent my 24th birthday on my friend's couch, drunk, with a gun in my mouth bawling like a baby because I didn't have the stones to do it. I saw no light at the end of the tunnel. Well, since that day, I have kept $43 in my wallet to remind me of the lowest I have ever been. I'm not saying that's where I am now, but I feel like I did after that. Yeah, I'm wiser and covered my crap this time.

But you know, the first time. I caught them in the act. Had to do it the old-fashioned way, come home early from a trip. But it was over. The extent of the gaslighting was her saying it's not what it seems and then screaming at me to stop as I beat the crap out of my brother and his friend, don't do this. This hurt me in the divorce big time. But it was over. There was no crap. Nothing could be denied.

All the therapy I have gone through, it's all gone. This time around it's this slow process of deceit, holding everything in, just getting lied to all the time. Even when she doesn't need to lie, she lies. I feel that every time I blink, she f.s some other guy. I no longer love this woman. Let's be clear, there will be no working this out. I've checked out. My anniversary is a day that will live in Infamy Pearl Harbor Day.

I'm going to make sure she remembers it. But the second seemed like ours. I'm worn out, I have a constant headache. All the therapy I have gone through, it's all gone. Update 3, I had her serve yesterday. For those asking, I wasn't in a good state of mind to write about it yesterday. Still not really, but I will get it off my chest. I woke up and left the house, got myself some breakfast while waiting for her to

leave for work. Rented a truck, went back home and changed the locks. My friend and her husband came over, he brought a friend and we packed up her things. We loaded up our bedroom furniture that I got her as a wedding gift, my couch, my dining table. Just all the furniture she defiled. Took it to storage. Put all her clothes in garbage bags. Was going to throw her dirty clothes in with the clean, but my friend wouldn't let me. We got done after 11 a.m. at around lunchtime, I bought flowers and chocolates and went to her work. I went and gave her the flowers and candy gave her a big hug and a kiss. She was all smiles and blushes, her co-workers were doing gestures that's so sweet thing.

I told her that I would love to take her to lunch, but I had to go get a checkup on my leg, but to not make plans for the night because I wanted to give her a night she would remember. I gave her a goodbye kiss and started walking out. At this point I'm going to start calling her GM, F-N-G-Tom or F-T. As I was leaving I saw her boss and gave him a big smile and said, hey, F-N-G-Tom, how are you? Gave him a wave and left. Then I went and got some lunch. At 2 p.m. A deputy would be walking into my wife's work to serve her.

At 2 p.m. I was standing in front of F.T.'s. I texted him the picture I took on the day I caught them. I took a selfie in front of his house and sent that to. I knocked on the door and Mrs. F.T. answered. She knows me a little bit from parties and things my wife's work had. I told her that my wife and her husband were having an affair. She didn't believe me. I showed her that first picture I took and I showed her a selfie they took while my wife was giving him a BJ on my couch.

and she FNG slapped me. I just stood there and she started crying. I gave her a thumb drive with everything pertaining to my wife and her husband that I had. I told her my wife was cheating on me with multiple men, get checked for STDs. I gave her my lawyer's card and my number. Then she asked why was I doing this to her? And to be honest, why did I do that? I hurt her pretty bad.

I feel like the biggest piece of crap for doing that. I told her she had a right to know and felt like an idiot for giving her that answer. As I was leaving, that's when my phone started blowing up. Didn't answer any calls or texts. I just went home. When I got home, I changed my FB status to divorced. I started reading the texts from my wife. What the F is this?

What are you doing? All that crap. I messaged her back and told her she could come to the house at 7 p.m. and not one minute before to get her clothes. Apparently, F.T. didn't tell her what I did right away as I imagine he had his own problems at the moment. But my wife sent me a text a little later mother if I and gee me up and down for telling Mrs. Featuring so he did tell her. My friend that covered up for my wife, going to call her Amber, started calling me. So I answered. I answered with how long have you known that my wife and F.T. were having an affair.

Please don't lie to me. And she told me what I suspected. The whole time. Since before my wife and I had met. The whole of NG time. All this time, I was the side piece. My whole marriage is a sick of NG joke. Let me tell you, that's a bitter pill to swallow.

I asked her why she didn't tell me. She said it's because they thought I would go crap, get violent and such. I told her that she knew me better than that. She said she kept it secret because she was her friend. What about me? I wasn't. I asked her if I knew her husband was cheating, wouldn't she want me to tell her? As a friend wouldn't I be obligated to let her know something she should know?

She said yes. So I hung up and sent her pictures my wife had taken of her and her. husband and texted her back with my lawyer's number and said that my lawyer has everything I know. Then I told her never to contact me again. At about 4 p.m., my wife showed up at the house and found out about the locks. She started banging on the door and yelling. I didn't answer. She tried calling again. I turned my ringer off. Then she broke a window and left. At close to 7 p.m. 2 deputies parked out front. One is one of the people that helped me move stuff earlier. His wife showed up, also my friend. Seven p.m. rolls around and my wife showed up. She looked pretty subdued.

Pretty sure her and Amber had gotten into it by then. I gave her her clothes, the storage key and address, my lawyer's card, told her that all contact with me will be through her. My wife started with the I Love You crap. We can work this out. She's sorry. She loves me. A mistake. She doesn't love them.

It didn't mean anything. I just pointed at my lawyer's card. She said that it's her house too and I can't kick her out. I told her it's my home and that she literally effed herself out of it. This one she got really loud. All the I love yous turned into EFFUs and I hate yous. The deputies turned on their lights and neighbors had come out to gawk at the train wreck.

I remained fairly calm and had my hands at my side through this. She kept screaming at me. I think she might have been drinking. She started crying that she had nowhere to go and when I told her that I don't care. Well, I learned something new about my wife, she can throw a right hook. Gave me a fat lip and a bloody nose. I didn't move. I just stood there and let her do it.

She tried scratching my face. The deputies restrained her. I declined pressing charges. Pulled them to just make her leave. They filed an incident report so I could get a TRO. Actually, I'm glad she did that. When she left I went back in and while I was cleaning myself up, all that crap I should have been feeling for the last two months started to hit me.

I'm pretty exhausted right now. I thought I would feel better after this all got out. out. I don't. I feel effing awful. I'm not someone prone to crying, but I've been doing a lot of that since last night. There's almost 600 unanswered texts and calls on my phone and growing. I'm going NC with our mutual friends. I don't want any of them trying to mediate things. I'll sort them out some other time. I didn't call my son last night. I've always called him every night. I'll tell him tonight. He'll probably not be upset by the news.

He wasn't fond of her. Update 4. I met with her and her lawyer today. I didn't get everything I wanted, but I got enough. We signed for an uncontested divorce. It will be official in about two months. That's the good news. I feel some relief from this, but really, really sad about the whole thing. First off, she did not or could not look at me through almost the entire proceeding.

I'm not going to pretend to know what was going through her mind, but I would like to think she didn't have the balls to look me in the eye. She got a decent lawyer, at least he knew he got handed a dog's dinner. They asked if reconciliation was possible and we did dangle it even though it is not possible. We asked for full disclosure of what she did. He had already had her write it out. What she wrote down, however, was less than what I already know. I read what she wrote down, and conveniently, the two fellas I didn't know the identity of were not included in it. My lawyer produced stills from the camera footage.

Who's this? And who's this? Well, she wasn't very forthcoming with him either. They asked us to step out. We did. I didn't catch every word, but he didn't sound a pleased. When we came back in, I got a more truthful version. The two guys were online hookups and very recent.

She'd been having an affair with F.T. for more or less the whole time I've known her. She said she broke it off with him some time after I proposed and until about a year into our marriage. I think I believe her on that. I mean, I shouldn't believe anything she says, but I did ask if she was ever faithful during our marriage. She started banging FP, my co-worker, Amber's husband, on July 4th of 2019. We had a fourth barbecue and she gave him a BJ then, at my house. While I was there, said she didn't love him, she just got off on it. During this year she just got Boulder and started hooking up with random guys from online sites.

I'm pretty sure she probably had some parking lot hookups and such but I didn't press on that. I asked the attorneys to give us the room for a bit. Because I wanted to ask some private stuff. They walked out. I asked her why. Not why she cheated, why she married me. Why didn't she say no? She said she loved me.

Great way of showing it. She wanted to be married. She wanted the security. I was good in bed. But she's loved F.T. for ten years. He wasn't leaving his wife and her clock was ticking. So I was a meal ticket basically. She said I made her happy, but she wanted what she wanted.

For those asking, they have both been fired. Amber raised hell at work. I didn't need to make a stink about anything. Soon to be ex-wife is living with her parents. I don't know what F.T. and Mrs. F.T. are doing. I was told it is none of my business. I think he is trying to stay married. If he stays married, I may have to give him a beating.

I asked if there was anything else I ought to know. She told me she got an abortion two years ago because she didn't know who the father was. Wow. That was a low blow. In the beginning we tried to have to have a kid, but we opted for the quit trying and enjoy the S approach. I would have loved to have another kid. Like a daughter I could spoil rotten. I had unprotected S with my wife damn near daily. There's a huge chance this kid was mine.

I will never know. This was enough to make me get up and walk out. Y'all can talk about a bullet dodged. I'm just thinking she killed my child. If anyone here has ever done any boxing, there's a point where the blows just keep coming, but you don't feel them. I mean, they're doing this. damage, but it doesn't hurt like the first few punches. It's just too much and you get numb to them.

This is where I am at. She could tell me she started the Chicago fire and I would not be surprised. I called the lawyers back in. Told mine to go to Plan B, Plan B as I took my demand for alimony off of the table. I want the divorce agreement uncontested and signed. This is the fastest way. I wanted to say condition two to reconcile was for her to 1F all those other men, you know, something impossible, but there's no point top being clever here. Ain't gonna lie, the abortion has me rattled. I don't want a monthly reminder of this woman even in the form of a paycheck. So at 5.43 p.m. she signed.

In around two months it will be official. I keep my house, my retirement funds, all my property, no al-a-lawful. for either of us. She gets $73,000 from our savings, is not to contact me ever and we are done. I do not care what happens to her now. I don't want to know what she'll do. I don't care for her own good and anyone she meets in the future. I hope she goes to a shrink, but I am done giving a crap about this woman. I, in no way, feel like a weight has been lifted off of me. I've eaten a crap sandwich and this is all I can taste. I've had nothing to be happy about for three months and I am not happy now. I don't see that in my future, like it all. That abortion has been on my

mind since she said it. I think it's going to be in there for a long time. I don't know what I'm going to do in the immediate future or long term. Maybe when this is all finalized I'll feel some kind of release. I don't know. Right now, I just want to be left alone. No more man, so sorry to hear that or any of that. Right now I just want quiet. This whole time I've been thinking about everything I've ever done, and I don't see anywhere where I have done right, only where I've gone wrong. I know this is an awful mindset to have, but it's what I'm left with. All I can say is at least I got to keep my stuff this time. But I won't be doing this again.

Update 5 may sound dumb, but any tips on getting a ring off a finger. I like to play guitar, so I'd like to keep all my fingers. This thing has been on my hand for six years. I've tried olive oil, Crisco, butter, hot water, motor oil, WD, 40. I'm starting to look at tools. I don't want to wear this thing any longer. I want to have ten digits when it comes off. Divorce not finalized yet.

The empty house has been getting to me. I wound up moving a new girl in. She's the cutest little Latina I've ever seen. She's about eight inches at the shoulder, weighs five pounds, and has an underbite. I'm torn between calling her Maggie or high fructose corn syrup, because she's so sweet. Picked up a one-year-old chihuahua from the pound. just needed someone happy to see me when I get home. Found her.

Decree showed up in the mail today. Oddly, I'm not happy or sad about this. Some friends wanted to celebrate this, but I've never felt failure is a cause to celebrate. Actually, I'm a bit numb. I'm sure it'll hit me later out of left field. She called me today. I picked up.

I figured what's done is done, so I took it. talk to her. She's effed up. More than I am. She didn't apologize. She asked what good would that do. I honestly don't know if she really regrets what she did to me, but it really doesn't matter now. Her folks. This is tough. My son is as close to having a grandchild as they've ever got. He's asked me if it's okay to communicate with them. I'm fine with that, but how do I talk to them without her being in the conversation. These Zephyrs just wreck everything, don't they? I really liked her die.

They are as close to having relatives from my side of the family that my son will ever have. Also, my sure sure, I've named Dolce. Thank you to whoever suggested that. It really rolls off the tongue. She kept me warm through Snowmageddon. Five days with no power or heat and below freezing temps, and she kept the bed warm like, a little trooper. I may take a long break from here. Maybe until I feel like dating or fishing for something casual. I've always had that doubt in the back of my head. She doesn't love me.

She'll leave. She'll break me. It's screaming at me now. Right now I'm good. That fear of stove burners is a good thing. I need a lot of time. I'm going to give myself that. I wish you all the best, just because we've been crap on, doesn't mean we are crap. Stay strong. I love all of you. Update 6. I started therapy in July. I'm dealing with a lot of things in it. This latest round of in Thai. Talking about it with you and a therapist. I've issues related yet unrelated to deal with. To put it bluntly, I want to reconcile with my sister. She is all I have left. I honestly wonder if I have the balls to do it because I've held a grudge for so effing long. I want my son to know family members from my side who are actually related by blood.

Not just my friends that he calls uncle or aunt. This is something my first round with Intai has cost me. I want some things back. If she's willing to talk to me, then I'll talk with her. Pretty sure my cousin will facilitate this. I know I advocate for dumping everyone who won't back you, but it has been nearly three decades. My parents are dead. My brother is dead.

There's just my sister left. My therapist is on board with this. I just need to work up the balls to extend the olive branch. I don't want to hold a grudge forever. I believe I was right to cut ties with them all, but I don't want this anymore. I have custody of my son indefinitely, and I'd like to be able to give him some semblance of normal. I don't miss my ex, nor my first ex. I do miss my sister.

I have let my first wife dictate all of my relationships for far too long. Sometimes I just feel haunted. I believe it will be a good thing. Maybe if I get back some of what I lost I will be able to move forward. I'm not hung up on my ex. But I am hung up on my past. And for those that want to know. No, I don't know how the tramp is doing.

I don't talk to her. No, I don't know how Amber is doing. She's been bleached out of my life like the crap stain and a pair of tidy whitties that she is. I don't know how the tramp's apis are doing. I have only one crap to give about all of those people, but it is the only crap I have and I don't feel like parting with it. Update 7 In one hour it will be exactly one year since I served my ex her walking papers

I woke up in a good mood, went for a run, made my boy breakfast and went to work. Day was going well and no issues with me mentally. 10.30 am rolls around and I get a call up to the office. There was a delivery of cookies for me from the ex. Same thing she'd do every year. Told the folks in the office they could have them. Our CSR asked who the cookies are from, so I told her. No one's touched them yet.

I'm a little pissed that someone told her where I work now. Other than that I'm still in a fairly decent mood. She's got other methods of prodding at me to let me know she's out there. Her favorite is to be late on her car payment so the finance company calls me. Guess this is one more. Edit, came home to a surprise party. greeted with barbecue and beer. I love my friends. They thought I might need cheered up, but honestly aside from the cookies my day was pretty good. This was just great end to the day.