I Cared for My Husband’s Mom for Five Months After Surgery While He Was Cheating – So I Taught Him a Lesson by Taking What He Valued Most

Until eventually… Eric just wasn’t present.

He’d come home, check on our kids, check on Julia like it was a chore, and then vanish into his home office for the rest of the night.

Sometimes he’d leave again after dark, saying something about needing a “quiet space” to finish a report.

By then, even his lies stopped being creative.

And then, Wednesday rolled around. That evening, I was on my knees in the bathroom, scrubbing the tile around the base of the toilet.

Julia had tried to get there on her own and didn’t quite make it. Her balance was improving, but her pride got ahead of her sometimes.

The air smelled like bleach, lemon, and something raw beneath it all.

I had a rag in one hand, gloves on, and a headache curling just behind my eyes. My phone buzzed from the counter.

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