MY HUSBAND WAS TAKING HIS FEMALE COWORKER TO MY LAKE HOUSE FOR “BUSINESS TRIPS” — HE DIDN’T KNOW I HAD CAMERAS INSTALLED THERE.
Two years ago, I inherited my grandma’s lake house—my peaceful escape growing up. I rarely visit because it’s four hours away, but it’s sacred to me.
Then one day, her elderly neighbor called: “There’s a STRANGE MAN hanging around your property.”
Worried about a break-in, I installed hidden cameras.
Two weeks later, while my husband, Luke, was “on a business trip,” I got a motion alert from the lake house. It was MY HUSBAND. And another woman. IN MY LAKE HOUSE.
She giggled as he called her “babe,” lit one of MY candles, and curled up on MY GRANDMA’S COUCH while they drank wine like they owned the place.
I didn’t cry. I planned.
The next week, Luke returned home, PRETENDING TO BE TIRED from a conference he NEVER attended.
I acted normal. I offered him to go for a long weekend at the lake house. Just us. No phones. No distractions. Total disconnect. He even said, “Sure! We haven’t been there FOR AGES!” Oh, how miserable of him.
He had no idea.
Here’s what I did as revenge and knocked the air right out of his lungs 👇
