My Husband Made Me Clean His Mistresses’ Toilets for Money, but Soon He Regretted It—Badly

I never thought I’d be betrayed by my own husband. Evan, married ten years with three kids, gave me a job “helping out” by cleaning toilets in the homes of beautiful women. At first, I thought it was work, but I noticed his hoodie, cologne, and messages—he was having affairs.

I stayed calm and collected evidence: texts, photos, receipts, and every payment he made me through his business. By our anniversary, I had a full binder proving his lies and exploitation.

That night, I gave him the “gift”—all the proof of his affairs and deception. He was speechless. Two weeks later, I filed for divorce, got full custody, and his business and reputation collapsed.

I used my “toilet money” to start Clean Slate Services, a business I run with pride. One day, my son asked, “Mom, are you happier now?” I smiled. “Yes. I’m finally happy.”

I didn’t just leave. I rose. The dirtiest thing I ever cleaned wasn’t porcelain—it was my marriage.