Divorce After Affair Discovery

On our seventh wedding anniversary, Justin Matthews brought home the woman he’d been seeing on the side.

The girl fell to her knees with tears in her eyes, not offering any explanation. "Maeve," she pleaded, "you can’t control love. Justin and I genuinely care for each other. Please, let us be together!"

I looked over at Justin. He was cradling April Green tenderly, awkwardly wiping away her tears—something I’d never expected from him, given his usually meticulous demeanor. Without meeting my gaze, he said, "April has been with me without any acknowledgment, and I can't let her down. Don’t worry; April’s not ambitious. It’s just another seat at the table."

With that, Justin took April into the bedroom and shut the door, as if our anniversary was just another day. Forgotten, too, was the woman who had once stayed by his side without acknowledgment, seven years ago.

I stared at the cheerful anniversary sign on the table. It was obvious now—there was nothing left for us.

The spiced honey cake on the dining table had melted. The elaborate dinner prepared by the housekeeper had gone cold long ago. I picked up my phone and snapped a photo of the untouched table, but no filter could make it look warm and inviting. With a wry chuckle, I was about to put the phone down when a notification popped up—April’s social media post.

“From today on, I have a recognized place!” The photo showed her in a car, fingers interlocked with a man. I recognized it immediately—it was Justin’s car. And April was in the passenger seat Justin once promised would only ever be mine.

I couldn’t help but laugh as I liked the post and left a comment. “Congratulations, is being the other woman fun?”

I glanced at the closed bedroom door, curious to see how she would respond. Suddenly, the door opened, and Justin emerged, still wet from a shower, wearing only a towel. Red marks dotted his chest. When he noticed my gaze, he flashed a doting smile. "April was just being playful; don't mind her."

He leaned in, intending to kiss my cheek, but I turned my face away, unfazed. Justin frowned slightly but settled into the seat across from me, his voice sugary yet insincere. "I know I messed up today. I've just ordered you the latest jewelry and bags online; they’ll be here tomorrow. Don’t be mad, okay?"

“April's young and can be a bit thoughtless. Don’t hold it against her. Just delete your comment, please. She's in there crying her eyes out.” I didn’t reply, crossing my arms as I regarded the man I’d loved for a decade.

Ten years of love and seven years of marriage. Suddenly, his face seemed alien to me. Annoyed at my silence, Justin tried to cajole me anyway. "Maeve, stop this nonsense. I know April isn’t easy to accept right now, but once you get to know her, you’ll see she’s genuinely sweet. Now be good and delete the