When I discovered my wife’s affair, I saw an opportunity instead of heartbreak. Little did I know that my plan to cash in on her infidelity would lead me down a path of moral ambiguity, forcing me to confront the true cost of freedom.
I knew Claire was cheating on me. It wasn’t hard to figure out with all the late-night texts, sudden work trips, and secretive phone calls. But I didn’t confront her. Hell, I didn’t even feel anything for her after I found out. We’d been married for so long, I didn’t have any feelings left.
A sad-looking man sitting at a home office desk | Source: Midjourney
The problem was, I was scared of a divorce because it would ruin me financially. I relied on her big salary to keep things afloat. She was covering our apartment, insurance, groceries, everything. So, I just gritted my teeth and pretended everything was fine.
One day, while doing laundry, I found this….
