My son showed me a text message he received from his father, and I learned a terrible secret that my husband had been hiding from me for so many years.

We have a fourteen-year-old child and have been married for fifteen years. We never disagreed and always held each other in the highest regard. Knowing that other families frequently experience difficulties, our friends were astounded at how we were able to keep such tight and loving relationships for so long. Perhaps God has blessed our union. Overall, we were ecstatic and utterly content with our life together.

That was the situation up until last week, when my son came up to me and I noticed he was distracted. Of course I had to ask him what was going on. He displayed to me a text message from his father. Happy birthday, my dear, said the greeting. I regret not being able to return home earlier today. To say the least, I was shocked. Why did this have to happen to us? Where did I err, exactly? I had no idea my husband had a second child.

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I looked at his phone later that evening after he had gone to bed. I read his texts and discovered that he had been speaking with a woman. They shared our son’s last name. Did he sign it that way or was it simply a coincidence that they had the same name? It was clear to me as I read their dialogue that it was a girl who was speaking to him about her mother and school. They greeted each other, and she referred to my spouse as “dad.” My vision became hazy as I looked about.

I hurried to the kitchen, filled a cup with water, and dumped it over my spouse because I was so distraught. He stood up and began to yell. I then pointed at his phone, and after a brief pause, he slammed it against the wall. He declined to offer any justifications. After gathering his belongings, he exited the apartment.

What I should do next is beyond me. He seems to think I’ve accepted my fate even though I haven’t yet requested a divorce. Even offered to show me his other house. She had a nice appearance and was approachable. She was the ideal second wife. I don’t wish to live like a Swedish family, on the other hand. Additionally, I don’t want to deny my son his father since I don’t know what decision my husband will make. Either we do it or they do.

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