{"id":27062,"date":"2026-01-23T14:03:31","date_gmt":"2026-01-23T14:03:31","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/readmore.cx\/?p=27062"},"modified":"2026-01-23T14:03:31","modified_gmt":"2026-01-23T14:03:31","slug":"while-the-wife-was-hauling-heavy-grocery-bags-home-and-taking-care-of-the-children-the-husband-and-his-mistress-were-carefree-on-the-beach-but-the-vacation-came-to-an-abrupt-end-the-very-moment-a-me","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/readmore.cx\/?p=27062","title":{"rendered":"While the wife was hauling heavy grocery bags home and taking care of the children, the husband and his mistress were carefree on the beach; but the vacation came to an abrupt end the very moment a message with photos arrived on his phone, and he froze in horror"},"content":{"rendered":"

While the wife was hauling heavy grocery bags home and taking care of the children, the husband and his mistress were carefree on the beach; but the vacation came to an abrupt end the very moment a message with photos arrived on his phone, and he froze in horror \ud83d\ude28\ud83d\ude31<\/p>\n

The husband was lying on his side, lazily staring at the sea. Beside him, the mistress was stretched out. She wore sunglasses, her skin glistened with sunscreen, and a faint smile constantly played on her lips\u2014the smile of someone who always gets away with everything. She turned toward him, propped herself up on one elbow, and, without removing her glasses, asked mockingly:<\/p>\n

\u201cAnd your wife\u2026 that brainless woman didn\u2019t suspect a thing?\u201d<\/p>\n

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He smirked as if it were a ridiculous question and shrugged.<\/p>\n

\u201cNo. It doesn\u2019t concern her.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHow does it not concern her?\u201d she tilted her head slightly. \u201cShe\u2019s at home, right? And you\u2019re here with me. She really didn\u2019t feel anything?\u201d<\/p>\n

He stretched as if the conversation bored him and replied in a calm, almost lazy voice:<\/p>\n

\u201cShe doesn\u2019t have time for that. She\u2019s always busy. Everything is scheduled: daycare, homework, cooking, laundry. She thinks that\u2019s what life is. And that everything between us is fine.\u201d<\/p>\n

The mistress gave a quiet snort.<\/p>\n

\u201cConvenient. A wife like that is a dream. She carries everything on her shoulders while you relax. But tell me\u2026\u201d she slowly took off her sunglasses and looked him straight in the eyes. \u201cWhen are you finally going to divorce her?\u201d<\/p>\n

He didn\u2019t look away, as if he had long been prepared for that question.<\/p>\n

\u201cSoon. Very soon.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHow long have you been saying that?\u201d she laughed. \u201cA year? Two? I\u2019m not twenty\u2014I can\u2019t wait forever.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI said soon,\u201d he replied more sharply. \u201cI need to do everything the right way. Without scandals.\u201d<\/p>\n

The mistress narrowed her eyes.<\/p>\n

\u201cOf course. So she keeps enduring everything and staying silent, right? You know she won\u2019t leave.\u201d<\/p>\n

He was about to answer, but at that moment another thought flashed through his mind. At home, his wife really did carry everything alone. In the mornings she dragged heavy bags from the store, during the day she endlessly solved the children\u2019s problems, and in the evenings she fell asleep without even managing to eat properly. And he had become so used to it that he no longer noticed. It seemed normal to him.<\/p>\n

The mistress stretched, adjusted a strand of hair, and said almost gently, but with a chill in her voice:<\/p>\n

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\u201cAlright. I\u2019m going to buy some water. You stay here\u2014don\u2019t get bored.\u201d<\/p>\n

She stood up, took her beach bag, and walked toward the caf\u00e9. The husband remained under the palm tree. He looked at the sea, then at his phone lying next to him on the towel.<\/p>\n

And at that very moment, a message arrived. From his wife.<\/p>\n

At first, he didn\u2019t even tense up. He thought: something about the kids again, more problems. He opened the chat, already prepared to sigh irritably. But there was only one photo.<\/p>\n

He tapped it\u2014and was horrified by what he saw \ud83d\ude28\ud83d\ude31 Continued in the first comment \ud83d\udc47\ud83d\udc47<\/p>\n

The photo was a screenshot of a conversation. And he immediately knew whose it was. The number was familiar.<\/p>\n

It was the mistress\u2019s chat. With another man.<\/p>\n

His fingers instantly turned cold. He read the first line\u2014and couldn\u2019t believe it.<\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t get attached. I\u2019m with him only for the money.\u201d<\/p>\n

He blinked. Read it again. Then scrolled down.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n

\u201cThis bald guy thinks I love him. I don\u2019t care at all. The main thing is that he pays and drives me around. I have no intention of living with him.\u201d<\/p>\n

His breathing became shallow. He felt his heart pounding in his chest. Instinctively, he covered his mouth with his hand, as if afraid a sound might escape.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re useful for something else. With you, I have fun, but the money is him. Don\u2019t text me when I\u2019m with him. And we only meet in secret.\u201d<\/p>\n

His vision darkened. He sat staring at the screen and suddenly realized that he had been nothing but\u2026 a wallet.<\/p>\n

And the worst part wasn\u2019t even that.<\/p>\n

The worst part was that his wife knew everything.<\/p>\n

He saw the message beneath the photo. A short note from his wife\u2014without hysteria, without shouting, without long explanations.<\/p>\n

\u201cI understood everything. And yes, it\u2019s not her who has you. You\u2019re just one of many to her. Decide for yourself now where you\u2019re going to live.\u201d<\/p>\n

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