My Cheating Husband Told Me I am Hideous And Ugly. I Gave him a Taste of His Own Medicine

That day is still fresh in my memory. Nothing hurt more than his words. “No one else could stand looking at that awful face all day, so be grateful I’m here.”

His cruel remark echoed in my mind like a broken record. I knew I was aging at 67, but I never doubted my inner and outer beauty. Even when I made an effort, strangers would give me strange looks. His betrayal and cruel words shattered my confidence.

My heart was heavy. This was the man I had given my life to, the man I loved, the father of our four children. When had he turned so cold? His actions and words left me confused and hurt for days.

Then, it hit me. This man no longer loved me. He thought being older gave him the right to do whatever he wanted.

“Fine, Mr. Martin,” I said quietly to myself. Let’s do this your way. By the end, you will regret it.

A Perfect Act

For the next three days, I played the role of the perfect wife. I made sure the house was spotless, meals were on time, and I treated him with extra care. The smug look on his face was almost unbearable.

He thought he had won and crushed me. He didn’t know I was setting the stage for what was coming.

Behind the scenes, I was planning my revenge. I spent time reading and figuring out how to hit him where it hurt most. I needed proof of his cheating. With help from a private investigator, I gathered pictures, messages, and videos showing his affairs.

The Day of Reckoning

The day after my perfect act, I put my plan in motion. It started like any other day. I made him breakfast, kissed him goodbye as he left for work, and waited. When he came home, all four of our children were there.

They had no idea what was coming, but I wanted them to see it.

We all sat in the living room as I handed out envelopes with proof of his cheating. Gasps filled the room as they opened them. Martin’s face went from confusion to fear as he realized what was happening.

“Martin, did you really think you could shame me and walk away free?” I said calmly. “Did you think I’d let you walk all over me? Enough is enough.”

I looked at my children’s shocked faces. “This man has betrayed our whole family,” I said. “He does not deserve our love or respect.”

Justice Served

That was just the beginning. I had more in store. I told his boss about his affairs and gave proof of how he used company time and money for personal matters. His boss called him in and fired him on the spot.

I loved the part where I froze our shared accounts.

I went to the bank and froze our joint accounts. I had already moved a large sum to my personal account. He was left with nothing. I also filed for divorce, claiming his cheating as the cause. My lawyer said the evidence was strong, and I would win.

What Happened Next

Martin was speechless as his world fell apart. He was no longer the man who thought he could control, insult, and cheat on me. My children were shocked by their father’s actions but proud of my strength. They fully supported me.

It wasn’t easy, but I regained my confidence. I started dating, reconnected with old friends, and picked up new hobbies. The more I lived, the more I realized age is just a number.

Meanwhile, Martin struggled to rebuild his life. He eventually got another job, but it wasn’t as prestigious. When he tried to apologize, it was too late. I had already moved on.

I learned something from all this: women are strong when they feel disrespected. Martin thought he could break me, but I became stronger. For that, I am grateful.

If you are going through betrayal or heartbreak, remember this: you are stronger than you think. Never let your guard down, and always shine bright.

Kelly Adams