Love doesn’t have to last forever, but it would be nice to get a heads up about it. Thanks to the world of technology (and just bad timing), there’s no limit to the weird ways that one can be caught cheating in the modern world. From the unfortunate selfie to phone tracker apps gone wrong, infidelity is now a multimedia experience. Swipe left on these outrageous cheating stories.
His mistress told me at the wedding of a mutual friend, so that was nice. I held my cool until we left, as I wasn't giving either of them the satisfaction of seeing me look like the crazy person or ruining someone's big day.
My ex-wife, the mother of my three kids: “My boss offered me a higher position in his new company if I slept with him. I had no choice!”
I came home early from work and walked in on it. Yep, that's about as cliché as it gets, but there you go. Funny thing is, I had wanted an open relationship, but he said that he couldn't deal with that. Turns out he was just selfish.
I came home from working a double shift and found the toilet seat up. Either my wife didn't take a piss for 20 hours straight or there had been another man in my house. Suspected it was her "gay" friend from work. I also knew that said friend was trying to sell his house, so I called the real estate agent and asked to see his place.
Right inside the front door, I recognized one of her jackets hanging in the mud room. Proceeded to the living room and bam...right on the freaking mantel was a picture of my wife and this guy. We divorced shortly after. She ended up marrying this guy...then cheated on him...and now they are divorced. Didn't feel bad for him at all.
It was the night of her company Christmas party. I had to stay home and babysit our five-year-old son (Grandma was supposed to, but she fell and was in the hospital with a broken hip.) I figured my wife would go and then come home early. Turns out, she was planning to stay the night at a hotel so "she could drink and not worry about driving."
I woke up about 3am just knowing something was wrong (never happened before) and checked "Find My Phone" to see where she was. She was with her boss at his apartment. Pretty much sucked.
Not me, but a medical resident who I met on rotation recently. One of the nicest guys I ever met; super intelligent and hardworking, and training to be a trauma surgeon but as humble as they come. He had been married for two years to his wife. One night he gets off a 30-hour call early and heads home to surprise his wife with some flowers and her favorite dessert (it was the anniversary of the day they first met). Only to find her in bed with a random dude.
He was so exhausted and confused, he didn’t know what to do, and just left and went back to the hospital. I saw him at 5 am, sitting in the parking lot, hunched over crying. He didn’t even have his phone with him, he was just sitting there. Man, nothing breaks your heart more than seeing a grown man cry, it’s not something you see often.
We called his dad up and he came and picked him up, the guy ended up taking a leave from his residency. Turns out, it wasn’t the wife’s first time sleeping around. Hope he gets back on his feet, he will make an amazing physician.
I had a really close group of friends who would always prank each other. One of my mates found out the Facebook password of another, so while on a group Skype, which included myself, we logged into his Facebook account (being 7 people) to make a stupid status. At the same time, my partner of 5 years was messaging him on Facebook about how good intimacy was last night and about meeting up again.
I was at Disney with our kids. Day 2 of a 7-day family trip. My wife's father had been, by that point, talking up this trip for about 7 years. He and her mother told us when the kids were born, they were going to take us all to Disney when they turned 7... And seven years later, it finally happened. At that point, my wife and I been together for over a decade.
Had a great job, a house, bunch of kids, and the full on, 100%, honest-to-goodness American Dream. Life was grand…until I picked up her phone to set an alarm on night 2 of our family vacation of a lifetime. There were so many texts. So many. I remember actually wanting to hurt her and having to leave the room.
I immediately called the number, and heard some strange dude answer with a sleepy, "...Hello darling... I'm glad to hear from you…" I wanted to die. The sense of unreality that I experienced...It was immediately numbing. Like I'd just switched to the dark timeline. All I could think was, "...from this point on, everything that I have known about my life is going to change."
A month or so previous, he told me that he was going out with a lady friend for a drive. I trusted it was platonic at the time. Later, there was a hair in our bathroom that didn't belong to me, so I made a passing remark about her having to come in to use the washroom at some point. What was strange is that he denied she had done so, even though that would have been a perfectly plausible and totally not suspicious reason for it to have been there.
I rationalized that it had fallen off his clothes at some point. Following that event, he called me one day in a panic that this lady friend's ex had seen them together and immediately flew into a jealous rage. Since the ex had threatened to get in touch with me, my then-BF rushed home to warn me about the incoming message and that it was a lie.
I believed him, and since the other man made me uncomfortable when I met him before, I blocked his message. Before leaving for a trip I was going on without him, he started crying and said that this was the end, even though we had been working on improving our relationship and things had been okay lately. I thought.
Upon my return he acted strangely. The first thing I noticed was that he would start leaving the room to take calls on his phone, despite never having done that before, ever. He also took his phone with him into the bathroom while he showered which, again, was unlike him. I even came home to find him mid-conversation and heard him say "I'll call you back" in a hushed tone before immediately ending the call and dodging through the kitchen to avoid me.
Then, when cleaning up his dirty laundry, I found a ring in his pocket. Don't know if it was hers; it wasn't fancy by any means, but it certainly belonged to a woman. The culmination of these events made me paranoid, torn between being a good, non-snooping girlfriend and wanting to get to the bottom of things.
He had a strong personality and a heck of a temper, so I didn't think asking him would have yielded honest results. I was able to get ahold of his phone and leaf through his texts, and that provided tangible proof. Had I not found those though, I would have broken up with him anyway. And that, friends, is the story of how I went from trusting men in a romantic context, to not being able to trust myself as a judge of character.
The phone bill was three times bigger than it should have been. Over 400 minutes to one number. The kicker was that she also had a company cell phone with unlimited calls that I obviously never would have known about, and the guy was someone she worked with. She literally wanted to get caught because she was too weak to tell me to my face.
I went to her 18th birthday party. I wandered around mingling with all her friends, and then I realized I hadn't seen her anywhere in like 45 minutes. I thought nothing of it at first, but then I went downstairs to use the basement bathroom. It was locked. I knocked, and I heard a very breathy female voice say, "Occupied! Go Away!" Since I really had to go, I decided to wait.
GF came stumbling out of the bathroom with some guy about ten minutes later, looking all flustered and stinking of really cheap weed. Apparently, the guy bought himself a bathroom quickie with a few hits of a crummy toke. She made some excuse about how they were "just talking" and he was an old friend. I shrugged, actually wanting to believe her.
But when I went in to finally take a leak, the stupid girl had forgotten her panties on the bathroom floor. I handed them to her in front of all her friends upstairs and walked out. "Here. You forgot these in the bathroom downstairs." It was one of those classic zinger moments when you really burned someone, but at the time, I just felt sick and brokenhearted.
An Instagram picture of her kissing another guy. She obviously didn't really think that one through.
I was laying in bed with my then-SO, who wanted to email me some pictures we had taken that day from his phone to me. The first email was sent a couple hours prior, addressed to someone I didn't recognize. The subject said, "love never dies," and all the body said was, "I want you."
I laid in bed completely stunned. I typed in the email address in his phone to see if it was a contact, and to my surprise he had sent it to his mom’s best friend. That was a long night...
I was dating a girl who was a model and used to fly to different parts of the country for photo shoots (typically LA and NYC). One trip, she said that the director of the shoot wouldn't allow phones on his set, and then she ignored me for 4 days. When I asked her about it and confronted her, she somehow convinced me I was the crazy one.
Fast forward a month: her and I are back to normal. Christmas rolls around, and I get her a really expensive diamond necklace. Fast forward about three months after that, and she gives me my birthday gift...A picture album of her (professional pictures) and says, "Remember that photo shoot I couldn't answer the phone? These are the pictures from that photo shoot! Don't you feel like a jerk?"
For a split second, I kind of did feel like a jerk, until I looked at a couple of the photos closer, and realized that the necklace that I bought her was dangling around her neck. I pointed it out to her, and she couldn't come up with anything, so I left her place. She called me the next day and admitted she was sleeping around in New York that one week, and that was all I needed to never speak to her again.
My ex-fiancée had both an iPhone and a Macbook. If you know anything about iMessage, this means that he can send and receive texts from his laptop. I was using his laptop for homework (with his permission) while he was at work. He got a text message from his ex, who he talked with on a regular basis. I was uncomfortable with her since she was "the one that got away," but she was married, and he insisted he just thought of her as a good friend, and I chose to believe and trust my then-fiancée.
But the text she sent him that day seemed strange, just randomly saying, "Just textin’ to say I love you" or something like that, and it just popped up in the corner for me to read. I opened the messages. Found hours of sexting messages. Hours. He'd been sexting her that morning even, when I had slept next to him all night and we'd cuddled and kissed goodbye when he went to work. I wasn't home when he returned.
I had been going through a rough patch with my GF at the time. We both worked at the same large chain grocery store and a lot of co-workers knew we were dating. One of the girls comes up to me when I'm closing and asks, “Are you still dating so-and-so? Because I just saw her in a coffee shop parking lot making out with some guy."
I trusted this source, and she was very upset when she found out she provided very hurtful news. Being an evil jerk, I began to plan my revenge. So, I planned a romantic getaway an hour and a half from home. We went to a nice restaurant and it was actually a good time. At the end of the meal I excuse myself to use the bathroom, I have a long drive ahead of me.
I go up to our waiter and ask him to tell her that I know. Give him a $20 as a tip (she was dead broke because she just paid for school, which I helped her pay). After the bathroom, I snuck out of the place, got in my car, and drove home. Her friend had to drive up, pay for the meal, and drive her home. We haven't talked since. Her friend told me I went a bit too far, but did I?
I found out he was cheating shortly after I found out I was pregnant. So, honestly, he probably could have gotten away with it even longer. At the time, I was going through all sorts of weird emotions, so I pushed off the weird vibes I was getting as "things are weird right now, you're reading too much into it."
When I think back on it, I'm not sure what exactly tipped me off. Days before it was confirmed, I realized he was suddenly taking phone calls from someone who, when he spoke to them, was apparently so important that he was talking low and chuckling all flirty, and he made sure to be on the phone only when I wasn't in the room.
Then she called while we were in the middle of a serious "What are we gonna do about this baby?" kind of talk, and seeing her name/picture pop up on his phone set off an alarm in my gut. But I couldn't place the feeling. Finally, I just straight up asked if he was screwing around with the girl. He denied it, turned it on me, end of convo.
Few days later, he left his phone in the bathroom, and that nagging feeling was still there. So, I bit the bullet and checked his phone. There were hundreds of texts to/from her, lots of sexual stuff and "I love you"s. But there's a twist: It turned out I was the other woman, and he had a 3-year long distance thing going on with this other girl. I was devastated.
He took a job up north because it paid really well. 6-12 months, tops. Then he would come home, and we'd buy a house together and get married. We had been together for 3 years at this point. It was hard, doing the long-distance thing. We talked on the phone every night. One night, I called his room.
"Hello?" Female voice. My heart sank.
"Uh. Um. Is Jonathan there?"
"Uh, his freaking girlfriend?!"
She laughed and hung up on me.
The first time, he was dumb enough to leave his Facebook open and logged in on my computer. I snooped because I had suspicions (comments from one female friend in particular about how he still owes her dinner and should cook her food, along with too many winky faces for my liking; it was obvious enough). Yup, his messages confirmed my suspicions.
He was asking her to come over and have intimate relations on the day of the weekend that wasn't set aside for me. The second time, when we were living together (I KNOW, smart move right), our heat broke in the transition from winter to spring, and so he posted a picture of the oven opened a crack on Facebook.
Another girl "friend" told him he's gotta know by now that he can come crash at her place anytime, and she likes it when he's there. I confronted him with my suspicions, trying to be direct instead of sneaky, and he denied it vigorously and said I'm the only girl for him. And then he left his phone out and unlocked.
I scanned his messages with her and found out they'd been having movie dates. He'd snuck out for breakfast with her a few times when I was working, because being around her "just made him blush" and he "couldn't ever wait to see her again." I was pretty insecure and still didn't leave him. I also had guilt over the fact that he was going to be homeless if I kicked him out because the apartment was in my name and paid for by me 95% of the way.
He was terrible with money, always broke, his family ties weren't good, and none of his friendships lasted long. But then the third girl popped up—I just happened to glance over at a text alert on his phone and saw a kissy face from her—and I stopped caring about all of it, just threw his butt out. I also messaged her and let her know of my existence, and that she is free to have him now because I have dumped him. She said she didn't want him after all, that it was all fun for her and there weren't any feelings. She and I also became friendly, which is a nice ending.
I found out my ex-boyfriend (dated from 15-18) had been cheating on me when, upon walking into the apartment he shared with his mother and two elementary-aged sisters, the youngest sister asked me, “When did you leave?” I asked her “When was I here?” She responded, “You were here all night. I could hear you talking to [ex’s name].”
I had not been there for two days at that point. I asked him what she was talking about, and he blew bubbles for a few minutes before confessing. Good riddance.
Boyfriend finally convinces me to have a threesome after months of begging. I finally agree, and our mutual friend comes over. Things get hot and heavy, and when he starts being with her, he moans “Darn, you feel even better than usual!” Everyone freezes. He tries to tell me that he was thinking about me while being with her, and that it just felt differently, but she felt so guilty that she confessed on the spot and begged me to forgive her. We don’t really talk anymore, but last I heard she had been dating my ex for over a year.
My mom's high school sweetheart proposed to her when they were about 23. His grandma once called her after SO stopped over and said, "I couldn't see you all that well when you were in SO's truck, but your new haircut looks nice." My mom was at work and had no clue who she was talking about. She found out that he had been seeing another girl, and his grandma mistook her for my mom. She kicked him out with no warning, and she gave him no explanation. It's been nearly 35 years, and she still never told him why she dumped him.
I had a guy cheat on me. He recorded it, then had the stupidity to save the video to MY computer. I found it one day by accident. In the moment, I took a screenshot and put it as the desktop background pic. He came in, went to use the computer, saw the background pic, looked at me, started collecting his stuff, and left. I honestly don't remember if we even spoke that day. I'm sure he didn't expect I'd find it. Oops.
The boyfriend of the girl he was cheating on me with found me on social media and sent me a "hey heads up, my girlfriend is screwing your boyfriend like right now" message. Pretttttty awesome. This guy was a complete stranger to me. He found out his girl was cheating on him, dug into it (through her phone etc., I assume) and then looked into the guy she was stepping out with. Saw that HE had a girlfriend (me), tracked ME down, and let me know what was up.
My husband of a few months was complaining of a painful lump on his ball sack. Me being a nurse, I of course rattled off all the things it could (really and not really) be just to freak him out. It was just an ingrown pubic hair, but it seems that’s a pretty painful spot for you dudes, so he was being a pansy about letting me treat the area.
So, I started joking around about STDs and how his balls were going to fall off. He got really quiet and didn’t think that was very funny. We had not had sex in several months, I was 7 months pregnant with naturally conceived twins and sex was incredibly painful and unadvised by our specialist. Well, I suggested he take a warm compress on the area and see if that helped the discomfort.
While he’s in the bathroom, he gets a bunch of texts from a girl that say: “No, we have been tested in the last few months, no STDs. Can't be from me.” I got the whole body shut down, room closing in on me, tunnel vision, enough strength to get into bed and just lay there. My husband of four months (we'd been together for several years and had a 2-year-old son too) was screwing another woman.
He could definitely tell something was wrong when he saw me. The only thing I could say was, "Who's so-and-so and why are you talking to her about STDs," and that’s when it all fell apart. I had no one to confide in for support, my family was providing us with so much, a house, money, everything to take care of these twins, and this man was just HORNY so he went and got some.
I couldn’t and still haven’t told my parents. I told my best friend and confided in my brother (because he cheated on his wife and I wanted the man's perspective). Some might not agree with it, but we are still together today. We have learned communication is so important, even if it’s a note or text or something. We need to know each other’s needs and be honest about how we feel.
The dynamic of our marriage will never be what I wanted it to be. I didn't wear a ring for a long time. I don't trust him still when it comes to relationships with female friends. And I still have not taken his name after 3 years. As of right now, we need to be married to provide for our children. We are happy, our children our happy.
We don't fight and we have fun, love, and affection. But it’s always there and it always will be. When our 3 sons decide to marry, he will tell them what he did and how much it jeopardized what is supposed to be a union between two people. Because our marriage is a marriage of two people who work together to raise a family, but we are a happy, healthy, and loving family.
My coworker's mom apparently realized her husband was cheating after she saw his Harley at a bar (apparently, he loved the bike more than her and it was very custom and recognizable). Later, she rammed her car into it and filed for divorce. He was also abusive and got her addicted to several thing. The implication was that it was completely justified, and the cheating was just the last straw.
He told me to clean his car out and I did, but there were letters from the other woman in his car. He wasn't bright. Of course, I wasn't either. It took a few years to finally get rid of him and keep it that way.
I was home recovering from 2 major back surgeries. One afternoon, while taking a nap with our daughter, I got up and walked in the office to see what he was doing. He minimized his browser and jumped, so I knew something was up. I reopened his browser, and it was websites for cheating spouses. His excuse: well, we weren't having intimate relations, so I needed to get it somewhere.
Wife goes on a trip with a girlfriend, lots of pictures of her, her girlfriend, and an old friend from high school. She comes home, and there's an oddness to her that I can't put my finger on. Four days later, in the middle of chatting with a friend of mine, something occurs to me. Her FB posts of her trip: every day is her, her friend, and the old friend in various locations.
Then suddenly it's just her and the girlfriend. None of the male friend. A dark thought hits me, and I try to shrug it off, my friend laughs at the suggestion. I couldn't focus. I called her at work and explained that I know she's at work but just put my mind at ease, did anything happen between you and your guy friend?
"Why would you ask me that?" She had at one time convinced me that if I had nothing to hide, then I would give her my FB password and she would give me hers. The vibration of those words were still in my ears as I logged in and saw her message to him saying that it wasn't his fault.
Very long story made much shorter: My wife of 6 years at the time had begun acting distant, spending long periods of time on her phone and laptop, locking both, and simply never being without her phone, etc. I tried getting her to talk to me, but to no avail. She then returned home from a friend's wedding in Texas and seemed VERY distant.
After asking many more times what was wrong, trying to get an idea of what was going on and getting nowhere, I got frustrated. I used my tech experience to get her email passwords for both personal and work, and set up a text-messaging forwarding app (all in secret of course) so that I would receive basically everything in real time.
I also keylogged our home computer so clearing the history, cookies, cache, etc., would make no difference. It only took a few days to realize the scope of what was going on with her. I started off trying to "fix" what was wrong using her emails as a kind of guide for a point/counter-point type-thing, but it had minimal success.
Eventually I got to the point that I finally realized that "fixing" wasn't an option. Over a period of a couple of months, I built a very strong case against her and her infidelity with at least three other men. In Illinois, when you have three children to consider, it pays to do your research and be prepared, no matter how much it hurts. As the "cheated on" partner, you're far more likely to come out ahead in the divorce if you can present a strong case.
The other woman came to our house during family night. My dad answered the door and went outside, so after ten minutes I went to see what was taking so long. As soon as I open the door I heard, "THERE'S YOUR POOR WIFE NOW!" My dad had cheated before, so I tried to stop my mom from coming to the door. Chaos ensued and then my dad tried to kill himself in front of all of us. I was 16, so it was pretty traumatic.
He gave my number to his sidechick in case of emergency, and she “accidentally” called me instead of him.
Our Dropboxes merged when I had logged on to mine on his computer, and I found a folder named "Specialist" full of naked photographs of all the women he had been sleeping with for the previous 8 years. Apparently, he needed access to them wherever he was. And was stupid enough to have the icons be a photo from inside the folder.
My ex was in the Navy, and we dated for approximately 3 years, 1 of which we lived together. He had been deployed once during the first couple years of our relationship, so we mostly had a long-distance relationship until the last year we were together, when I moved in with him. After 3 months living together, he tells me he is being deployed again.
I'm disappointed but that's his duty, so I tell him I'll stay in the apartment and he can send me his 1/2 of rent, etc. because he didn't want to move all of his stuff out and lose the place. He said he was supposed to be gone for 8 months (February through October) and will be home by the end of October.
Anyway, time passed, we called, Skyped, and I sent care packages until the beginning of September, when he tells me he won’t be able to contact me until he is heading home. He says it's for some secret mission or something (I was 19 and very naive!). I don't hear from him again until Halloween night, telling me he will be home in 2 days.
I plan a party for him, inviting his mom & sister (his mom was born & raised in Haiti, and she speaks NO English.) Anyway, fast forward to party, I'm happy to see him and everyone's having a good time. My ex and his mom are speaking to each other in their native language (French Creole), and I can't understand what they're saying.
His sister says to him (in English) that he needs to go to his mom's house to help her clean out her gutters and change her air filter. He says back, "Oh it's okay, I did all that in September when I got home." I think he forgot he was speaking English. I am stunned and honestly, I just left. I wouldn't talk to him for two days.
When I finally picked up the phone, he confessed that he had been living with his mom the past 2 months so he could "see other people" without hurting my feelings. I moved out and never talked to him again.
I was 14 and we were in 8th grade. Her and I had been dating a while and we spent Valentine's Day together. I had saved my allowance and got her some flowers, chocolates, a bear, and a card. Her parents drove me home after spending the day together. I was home about an hour, and I got a phone call from my sister.
She told me that my girlfriend was breaking up with me, but she didn't want to tell me herself, and not to call her. So of course, I called her. I was really upset, obviously. She told me, "well I've been cheating on you for a month with Marcus (my best friend). I only waited until now because I knew you got me stuff for Valentine's Day." And the following Monday, they were just all over one another. I swore both of them off right then. But it got worse.
Found out two months later that she also had regular intimacy with her older 17-year-old stepbrother every Tuesday. In 10th grade, I tried to reconcile with Marcus and put it behind us. I went over to his house and he asked if I wanted to watch a movie. I said sure. He presses play on whatever was in his VCR, and it was a homemade bedroom tape of him and her when we were all in 8th grade.
I just got up and left. She got pregnant and had a kid in 9th grade. I think her daughter is about 8 now. And for her daughter's sake, I hope she is doing well.
She told me to stay at a friend’s house as her ex-boyfriend was coming over for 3 days.
Found my wife's notebook. Written on the first page was a 10-step plan detailing how she was going to leave me for another guy. I turned it into one step.
Girlfriend ran over her phone by accident and destroyed the screen. Asked me to back up all her stuff and transfer it to her new Pixel. Used a backup tool that captures all sorts of dirty messages and nudes with another guy.
I was dating this girl a few years back. I became really good friends with her brother just because he appreciated my help during a difficult time for their family (their father had abruptly passed away). 2 years into the relationship, the brother contacts me and asks to meet up for coffee and a serious conversation.
Apparently, HE caught his own sister with another guy (mutual friend of ours) and this had been going on for like a year. As soon as he found out, I was told. Broke up with her. Still friends with her brother. Go figure.
Came back from a trip four hours early. Wife was supposed to be at work still. Opened the front door to see her sitting topless on the couch, making out with a coworker. He ran out the door; she ran into a bathroom and locked the door. I sat on that couch for about an hour because I couldn’t think what else to do. Finally, I just up and left so she could come out of the bathroom and put a shirt on.
We were engaged, and he had a drinking problem. He was blacked out, accidentally butt-dialed me, and I listened to the whole thing…only to find out after that it was with a prostitute.
He was my first. There was this Q&A thing on Facebook going around (this is relevant later on). He posted two answers that were a bit off. I hadn't noticed until my friend pointed it out. I let it slide. Maybe a few weeks later, he tells me that he had slept with his ex during winter break (she was living in his house for a reason I don't remember anymore), she was pregnant, and that he needed time to focus on himself.
About a month later, he messages me. He tells me they lost the baby, and he's sorry. Some time passes and we run into each other at a party, we're both drunk, stuff happened. I end up seeing him more after, and we hang out at his place...then I found out he was in a relationship with the girl who the Q&A answers were about since before we originally ended.
He followed this up by asking me to still be his side chick. I noped out of there. They've been together for a couple of years now and are engaged. I always wanted to tell the girl, but felt guilty at the same time, figured she'd see what a jerk he was eventually. He texts me every once in a while to talk, but I never answer.
Just got on a flight in London headed to Vegas. Sitting next to my GF, and she wants to show me something she has planned for the trip, so she gets out her phone. It opens to the Messages and shows a chat with a guy (I know him) saying how much she is gonna miss him and how she doesn't wanna go away with me anyway. The doors close on the plane. That was a really freaking fun 10-11hrs...
Brother of mine caught his wife cheating. Her phone would always be going off and she would hide it. He got curious, looked into it, and found some guy had been texting her for a few months. She said she was going to stay home because she had to catch up on homework over the weekend. My brother and I went on our hunting trip and he told me about it.
We never left the city, we went to my house and stayed there till it got dark, then drove back to his neighborhood in my neighbor’s car. She sent him a picture of her at home saying she was going to go to bed early that night. Well, we snuck close to the house after a car parked down the street and a guy walked to the house and let himself in.
My brother was fuming at this point and wanted to beat the crap out of the guy. I settled him down and told him to think about the long run. We snuck up to the house and using the night vision camera got video of them bumping uglies in the living room. My brother wanted to confront this guy at this point so... I did something messed up and called the cops. I said I heard a lot of yelling from the house and asked if they could go check. It kept my brother from messing with the dude (a coworker of hers).
Cops show up, take statements. We leave and the next day he pulls her iMessages off the email account and talks to a lawyer. We give the lawyer the messages and when we show up five days later from our "hunting trip," he calls her and says he got something wild and wants her to come out and see it.
When she comes out he gives her divorce papers and kicks her out of the house. She had the police do a civil stand by while she got her stuff a few days later. House was his before they got married so all she got to keep was some stuff they bought together and her car. No kids and the prenup nullified the alimony she could have gotten as he made way more money than her.
The guy she was sleeping with had a record. We saw her a few months later, she tried talking to my wife and said she missed my brother and she was sorry, the guy and her broke up shortly after the divorce.
I was pregnant with my oldest daughter and had extreme pain one day, so I came home early from work. When I get home I see two purses that I knew weren't mine sitting on the stand. I head to my room to see if my then boyfriend could explain the purses; I'm hearing noises coming from our room. I opened the door to peek in and he is having a threesome. I close the door and just go back into the living room. I was shocked.
I was supposed to be on bedrest, but I was the only one who had a job, so I was going to school and working while he got to stay home all day. I was livid, but what was scary is that I was so furious that I remained calm. I went into the living room, sat on the couch and waited for them to come out; when they finally did I asked them if they had fun? I told them they needed to get out of my apartment.
He tried to talk to me, but I told him he needed to get out. I calmly packed off of his stuff up, had a friend come over because I couldn't do heavy lifting being 7 months pregnant and dropped his stuff off at his parents' house that night. It's still shocking to me that I remained so calm being that angry.
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