My husband Brian was never the romantic type, so when he surprised me with a prepaid spa weekend, I was touched. “Relax,” he said. “We’ll leave for the family trip tomorrow — I’m getting an work award there, remember?”
The spa was bliss. Until I got a text from my friend Laura:
“WHERE ARE YOU? JUST SAW YOUR KIDS, BRIAN… AND SOME WOMAN ALL OVER HIM.”
Attached was a photo — Brian, our kids, his parents… and his ASSISTANT. Way too close.
“They were holding hands,” Laura whispered. “I even saw them kiss.”
My heart sank. The spa weekend was a setup. He’d sent me away so he could parade his mistress on our family vacation.
I didn’t cry — I booked a flight.
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That night, at his award ceremony, I arrived just in time. Before the speeches, I slipped a sealed note to his boss.
“Brian wanted this read aloud,” I said sweetly. He winked. So, when Brian’s name was called, the CEO started reading.
After several awards and speeches, the CEO returned to the podium. “And now, for our Outstanding Leadership Award, I’m proud to present Brian.”
Brian made his way to the stage, looking confident in his tailored suit.
“Brian has been a remarkable asset to our company,” the CEO continued. “His performance this year has been nothing short of outstanding. He’s reliable, respected, and driven.”
“But before we present this honor,” the CEO continued, opening my card, “Brian’s wife Kate wanted me to share something about the man behind the success.”
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Brian’s eyes scanning the room.
The CEO cleared his throat and began reading: “Brian told everyone his wife couldn’t attend tonight because she was enjoying a spa weekend. But the truth is, he sent her away so he could bring his mistress, his assistant Jennifer, on this family trip, alongside his children and his parents. That’s not leadership. That’s deception.”
Brian’s face drained of color. I stood up and walked toward the stage.
“Hello, darling,” I said. “SURPRISE!”
Brian’s mouth opened and closed, no words emerging. Behind him, I saw his parents staring in confusion. Beside them sat a horrified-looking Jennifer.
“KATE??” Brian finally managed, his voice strangled. “What are you doing here?”
“I thought I should meet your parents,” I said calmly. “After three years of marriage, it seemed overdue.”
I turned to face Brian’s parents. “Betty and Frank, it’s nice to finally meet you in person! I’m Kate.”
Brian’s father looked between him and me, puzzled. “What is going on? Brian said you couldn’t come because of work.”
“Oh, I had work,” I agreed. “But then I got a spa weekend surprise from your son… so his mistress could take my place, apparently.”
Jennifer stood up, grabbing her purse. “I should go.”
“Sit down,” Brian’s mother snapped. “You’re not going anywhere until this is explained.”
Brian stepped down from the stage. “Kate, please. Not here. Let’s talk privately.”
“Like you talked to me privately about bringing your mistress on our family vacation?” I asked, loud enough for nearby tables to hear.
“She’s not… it’s not what you think,” he stammered.
“Really? Because Laura saw you kissing by the pool. Was that not