While my husband was on vacation with his mistress, I buried our daughter by myself. He had no idea what kind of retaliation would be coming his way.Unfortunately, our daughter won’t return
I was barely able to stand when I stood next to the little white coffin. My young daughter. My little happiness. So cruelly and so quickly gone. What did my husband text me the morning of the funeral, by the way?
“I am unable to attend. A crucial meeting. Later, I’ll give you a call.
Later, I’ll give you a call. Later.
He was resting on a sunbed in Dubai, feeding his mistress strawberries, while I was holding our daughter’s favorite teddy bear.
I learned everything. Furthermore, it wasn’t an accident.
I had already noticed something was off a month prior. He began hiding his phone, “working late” nearly every day of the week, and leaving the room when it called. I set up an application that stored backups of his location and messages.
I viewed the pictures on the day of that alleged “important meeting.” He and another woman were in a motel. I’m laughing. keeping her hand in me. while I was holding our deceased daughter’s hand.
He didn’t give a damn about his family because he was having fun. She was his choice. My daughter wasn’t worthy of her own father treating her with such disdain. How a parent can rejoice and laugh while their child is gone still baffles me.
He returned a week later. with presents. with a phony look of remorse. His voice was one of forced anguish. Silently, I listened. I grinned. I added that everything was alright. I got that.
Then…
Chat logs, tickets, receipts, and the video of him kissing his “important meeting” beside the pool tenderly were among the things I took from the shelf.
“You mean this is your alibi?” Calmly, I said. “Well, you’re going to die now.”
My divorce had already been filed. He is a famous businessman, and I had already gotten in touch with the media. His business is currently embroiled in a scandal. Every investor is aware of his precise location during his daughter’s funeral. The public is cruel.
Everything that was his was sold. He no longer owns what he formerly referred to as “ours.”
And I gave the court all of the evidence pertaining to his affairs. We will swiftly resolve our younger son’s custody dispute.
Everything will be lost for him. I lost my kid at the same time.
My daughter was worthy of affection. He’s not a father. I am solely to blame.
