My Dad Had an Affair While My Mom Was Dying in a Hospital – He Thought He Got Away with It Until I Taught Him a Lesson He’ll Never Forget
I used to think I could forgive easily, but after my mother’s death, I realized I couldn’t.
I’m Blair, 25, and my mom, Rachel, was my world. My father, Greg, on the other hand, barely visited her when she was diagnosed with cancer. Instead, he grew close to Lisa, a co-worker of Mom’s. One night, I followed him and found them at a romantic restaurant, holding hands. I took photos.
When I confronted him, he dismissed it, claiming he needed comfort. I told Mom the truth, and she asked me to make him face the consequences.
After her death, I discovered she’d left me her share of the house. I made a plan:
- Smile.
- Play nice.
- Serve them papers over pancakes, telling them I was selling my half.
I sold the house and gave Dad thirty days to vacate. Later, I learned Dad proposed to Lisa. I sent the photos from that night to the wedding photographer, making sure they both remembered their betrayal.
Lisa fled the wedding, and Greg sat stunned. I didn’t regret a thing. My mom always said forgiveness was holy, but honoring the truth was too. And Greg forgot who he was dealing with.
