They say you shouldn’t assume anything about people, even when you’re reasonably sure. It’s always better to communicate and resolve any doubts you have face to face. I wish I had heeded this advice a long time ago. marriage I was a rock solid person. From college sweethearts to becoming parents to two adorable little ones, everything in life was wonderful. However, my possessive behavior and ability to read between the lines of nature made me doubt my innocent wife who was madly in love with me.
It was around June 2023, when I felt that something was not right with my wife’s behavior. She seemed to be too busy all the time. At first, I tried to understand her, but over time her prolonged absence from home made me suspicious. She was always sending WhatsApp messages to someone and always seemed to be in a hurry. It had been only 10 days since my wife started behaving differently and I made the mistake of snooping on her phone. One day, I saw a message notification on her lock screen. The messages read, “You know I love you,” “If you need me, I will always be there for you,” “Don’t worry, just break the news to your husband. We will deal with it later.” The messages were my trigger and the person who sent them was our family doctor. I always knew that my wife was friends with him, but the messages conveyed something else.
I tried to ask my wife indirectly if she was okay and if she had anything to tell me, but she refused again and again. The final straw for me was when the same family doctor came unannounced to our house one day and took my wife to have dinner with him. I was furious. Before my very eyes, I saw him take my wife’s hand and walk out of our house.
I was mortified and, to escape the images of what my wife and the doctor would be doing, I went out and slept with a prostitute. Yes, I… cheated on my wife, distressed, to vent my frustration and escape what I was feeling.
The next morning, when my wife asked me where I had been the night before, I lost my cool. I asked her questions like, “What was going on with her and the doctor?” and told her about the messages I had read. She seemed confused at first, and when I told her about my adventure the night before, she slapped me hard.
Suddenly I realized that maybe I had read too much into the lines and that perhaps the messages had a completely different connotation. That was when my wife told me the truth. She told me that she was pregnant with our third child, but that the pregnancy had had some major complications. She later explained to me that she had kept the news to herself to avoid stressing me out before an important office meeting.
That day I felt small, I felt ashamed. My wife hasn’t spoken to me since that day and maybe I don’t deserve such a loving wife either.
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