Infidelity isn’t a matter to simply dismiss with laughter; it brings profound pain to those betrayed by their unfaithful partners.
However, this woman devised an incredibly clever approach to address her predicament upon learning of her husband’s infidelity. She opted to compose a letter to her husband’s mistress, vividly outlining how his life was on the brink of significant transformation.
I stumbled upon her online letter, although I can’t confirm its authenticity. Nonetheless, it appears quite plausible to me. In any case, her revenge strategy was remarkably distinctive, so I wanted to share it and gauge people’s reactions.
I want to express my gratitude for those marks you left on my husband’s chest recently. It means a lot to me, and you’ve unintentionally liberated me and my children!
As a token of appreciation for your considerate actions towards our family, I extend to you the opportunity to have my husband permanently. If you decide to accept this offer, please take note of the following guidelines:
You will be responsible for his financial upkeep. He must provide child support for our two kids and alimony for me, considering I’ve dedicated the last decade to raising them. So, any of his finances are off-limits, dear; they belong to me!
You’ll need to dress him up. You won’t believe what happened – when he stepped out of the shower the other day, and I noticed all those “love bites,” a strange vortex opened in our bedroom. It was the oddest occurrence! All his clothes got sucked in, so you have free rein to dress him however you like. Leather pants, a leash, or whatever you prefer, girlfriend.
You’ll need to bid him farewell every other weekend. During this period, he’s committed to supervised visits with his children.
A normal sexual life must come to an end for you. See, I am aware that you did not have a sexual encounter with him last night. His penis hasn’t worked right since he hurt his back five years ago. He can only try to rouse himself by taking a small blue pill, and even then, you only get two minutes, maybe three. He won’t even try the majority of the time. So, sweetheart, buy a lot of batteries! It’s nerve harm and can’t be fixed, so you’ll need to manage it very much as I did.
You’ll never bring him back to me. I won’t accept him back into my home. He had something wonderful here, but he gave it up for you. You can attempt it, but I highly doubt you’ll ever match what we once had.
When he puts all the blame on you, you have to accept it. He told me, with tears streaming down his face, that you laughed and said, “I hope your wife sees my bites,” as he begged for my forgiveness. Honey, your wish came true, and he’s very angry with you because of it.
Last but not least, this is not a rule but rather a friendly reminder. In order to resent you, I will make it my life’s mission to consume all of his time with the cutest things I can think of. I will attempt to hurt him and you to the extent that my children are harming at present. He will grin and manage it for myself and the children, however at that point will go through hours consistently grumbling to you about it. In case you were wondering, I believe I am acting in an entirely legitimate manner.
So once more, Carla! You have demonstrated to me that you and your adorable little bite marks can outlast 13 years and two children. I concede defeat and commend you for winning a man—he is entirely yours!