A week ago, I thought it would be a nice surprise to give my wife a ‘children-free’ evening. My parents live about an hour and a half away, so I arranged for our kids to spend the weekend with them.
Typically, when I visit my parents, I don’t return until late at night. This time, I planned to drop the kids off and head straight home to surprise my wife for a night out. I had reservations at a nice restaurant, and we were going to visit a few places for drinks beforehand.
I left at 8:30 PM and returned to our neighborhood around 12:30 AM. As I turned onto our street, I noticed an unfamiliar truck parked in front of our house. It wasn’t unusual for cars to park there, so I thought it might belong to someone visiting the neighbours.
Instead of driving into the garage, I decided to park a few houses down and quietly enter through the basement door to surprise my wife. As soon as I stepped inside, I heard sounds from upstairs.
I assumed she was alone, maybe just enjoying some quiet time. But then I heard a man’s voice. A wave of sickness washed over me, and my heart began to race. I realised what was happening, my wife was having sex with another man.
I didn’t immediately confront them. I just wanted to understand what was going on. I carefully opened the living room door and saw them.
I couldn’t move upstairs without walking past the living room, so I decided to capture the moment on my phone for later. I hid my phone around the corner and began recording. My heart was pounding, and I felt as if I could scream, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it.
For several minutes, I watched them, unable to move or speak. Eventually, the man and my wife moved upstairs to the bedroom, but not before she jumped off him. I noticed his clothes scattered around the living room, so I took his wallet and snapped photos of his ID and Ghana card to identify him later.
In a state of shock, I stepped outside, furious and heartbroken. I sat in my car for nearly an hour, trying to process everything. When I finally returned home, my wife was shocked to see me and asked why I was back early. She said she was just getting ready for a bath.
I pretended nothing had happened, acting as if I hadn’t seen anything. I didn’t bring up what I had witnessed, and she was happy to hear about my plans for the evening.
Since then, I’ve replayed the footage in my mind and on my phone countless times. I’m lost. I don’t know what to do next. Should I confront her? Do I reveal what I know, or let it be? My mind is in turmoil, and I can’t seem to move past this moment.
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