During business hours, I happened to spot my husband at a petrol station. He told me he was in the office when I called him. Thinking he was unfaithful, I chose to follow him. However, the reality was much more startling.
Even when you believe you know your husband well, life always has a surprise in store!
After dropping him off at work in the morning, I headed to the beauty parlor an hour later. I observed his automobile at one of the fueling stations.
He was filling the tank while standing at the pump. I wondered: if he should be at the workplace, why is he here?
I grabbed my phone so I could wave and call him. However, he gave me the standard response when I inquired where he was: “At work, as always.”
I was alarmed; why would I lie about something so trivial? The only thing that came to mind was that he is hurrying to see his other wife.
I chose to go with him. My mind was demanding the truth, my hands were shaking, and my pulse was racing. However, what I discovered was much more serious than a little matter.
My heart was on the verge of exploding as I followed his vehicle. I was getting closer to the moment of truth by the second. My spouse stopped at a modest house after turning into a quiet side street. I had only one thought: “Now I’ll catch him with his mistress!”
I followed him inside, blinded by jealousy. But I was astounded by what I witnessed. A tiny girl, perhaps five years old, sat close to an elderly woman in the room. A miniature version of my husband
He had never mentioned her to me, but it came out that she was his daughter. He had an affair before we met, and the result was a child.
The girl was being raised by her grandmother after her mother left for another country. My husband attempted to be a father, helped her, and paid her covert visits, but he was afraid of ruining our marriage, so he was afraid to tell me.
This realization struck me like a tidal wave. Shock, grief, and resentment come first. He didn’t attempt to defend himself during our talk; instead, he only asked me to understand that he wanted to maintain his relationship with the child and our family.
I remained quiet for a while. Then… I concurred. Together, we are now going to see the young girl. No more secrets or falsehoods. Because being a family also involves having the guts to speak honestly
