My Husband Lied About Working Late Every Tuesday for a Year—On Valentine’s Day, I Served Him Cold Coffee, Proof of Betrayal, and My Revenge

I Thought My Husband Was Cheating… But Valentine’s Day Revealed the Truth

Trust can shatter in small ways. Every Tuesday, my husband Sean claimed he had to “work late.” Then he started guarding his phone.

One night, I saw a message from “Lola” ❤️ and panicked. I followed him and discovered he wasn’t at the office—he was secretive, mysterious, and my mind raced.

On Valentine’s Day, I brewed coffee with crushed laxatives and invited our friends over to announce our divorce… only to learn the truth:

Lola wasn’t a lover. She was Sean’s dance instructor—for our daughter Ruth’s father-daughter dance. He’d been secretly practicing to make Ruth proud.

We laughed, hugged, and promised never to let assumptions destroy us again.