During a casual dinner with her best friend that evening, my wife’s true nature would be revealed. You won’t believe the plan of retaliation I came up with after I heard her speak the most deplorable things about my wife. Unless I punished her, there was no way this woman could ever fool the people I love.
Greetings, I am Jake. We have been married for almost five years; Meg is the love of my life. Among the numerous obstacles we have faced as a pair is infertility.
Approximately a month ago, Bethany—who doubles as Meg’s best friend and our maid of honor—joined us for dinner. Everything was going well; the evening was one of laughter and catching up.
As the night wore on, I finally leaned over to Meg and proposed that we get out soon. We have to stick to our therapy regimen.
Meg nodded and grinned a little. “I concur with you. Let’s say our goodbyes to one another.
We excused ourselves, saying to our friends, “We have an early appointment tomorrow. We apologize for the brevity.” When Bethany and the others waved us off with great enthusiasm and we left the restaurant, we felt that the evening had come to an end. I was unaware at the time that it was just the beginning.
We left after I realized I had left my phone in the restaurant. I cried, “Oh no, I lost my phone,” and fumbled around in my pockets for it.
Meg looked worriedly at me. “Would you like me to accompany you?”
For me, it was off limits. You are free to carry on traveling home. I’ll keep it short.
I hurried back to the restaurant and found my phone on the table. As I went to get it, I just so happened to hear Bethany talking to another friend.
“Oh my god, have you seen Meg?” A growl came out of Bethany’s mouth. She’s so incredibly sad! What is the goal of her wish? I can just picture Jake running over to me when I wink at him. At least I could assure him of a healthy child. She’s just not a fertile woman.
My jaw fell agape. Her assertion is confusing. It is not worth surrendering Meg for this evil woman. To be honest, I thought I was going to lose it right there. I decided to give Bethany a harsher warning instead. I thus came up with a plan.
When we were all together once more, I tried to be extra kind to Bethany. I grinned and added, “Hey Bethany, you look absolutely stunning tonight.”
She giggled, clearly enjoying the attention. Joe, you have my gratitude. Whatever the situation, you have a talent for making each woman feel special.
I started laughing at her jokes, and I even started communicating with her occasionally. I thought of you, Bethany, when I saw this, and I sent you an email with a funny meme attached.
As soon as I told her I wanted her to think she was winning me over, she started flirting with me. You are so very sweet, Jake. Then she recommended that they hang out more.
I joined in on the game, pretending to be won over by her charm.
Over the ensuing weeks, I upped the intensity. When we went out with friends, I tried to give Bethany more attention and sent her several very touching notes.
One night, I told Bethany, “You always have the best stories,” as I burst out laughing over one of her anecdotes.
She smiled, clearly enjoying the spotlight. Is that how you feel, Jake? Maybe I really am born with that kind of talent.
Meg was utterly perplexed at the same moment, and I was afraid of hurting her if I told her about Bethany’s hurtful remarks. “What’s up with Bethany?” she would ask, satisfying my curiosity. Lately, she has been genuinely happy.
“Yes, she has been in a pleasant mood,” I would affirm and give her a pat on the back. “Everyone’s attention is required.”
One night, I told Bethany, “You always have the best stories,” as I burst out laughing over one of her anecdotes.
She smiled, clearly enjoying the spotlight. Is that how you feel, Jake? Maybe I really am born with that kind of talent.
Meg was utterly perplexed at the same moment, and I was afraid of hurting her if I told her about Bethany’s hurtful remarks. “What’s up with Bethany?” she would ask, satisfying my curiosity. Lately, she has been genuinely happy.
“Yes, she has been in a pleasant mood,” I would affirm and give her a pat on the back. “Everyone’s attention is required.”
Jake, how about we get coffee sometime? All by ourselves,” the woman texted someone.
I realized that now was the perfect time to break the surprising news, so I nodded in accord. Naturally, Bethany. Would you be interested in getting together on Friday at that coffee place downtown? I replied by speaking up.
When we initially met, she was grinning and fairly talkative. She called out, “Hey Jake,” her eyes bright with mirth. “I’m very happy you could attend.”
Of course, Bethany, yes. I told her, grinning, that it was something I had been looking forward to.
For our coffee date, I feigned to be even more infatuated with her, so she would think I was hers. I leaned slightly forward and said, “I must admit, Bethany, you have been on my mind quite a bit recently.”
She blushed and appeared content. “Oh really? “What have you been thinking?” she asked, winding a strand of hair around her finger.
“You really are amazing. “It’s so much fun to be in your company,” I remarked. I observed her as she took in the compliments.
As the weeks went by, Bethany started to make suggestions about a possible future with him. Eventually, she stated, “Jake, you should find a partner who can fulfill all your desires.”
I reasoned that it needed to be escalated. I feigned to invite her to dinner at a fancy restaurant so that we could discuss our “relationship” in greater depth. Bethany, a special dinner is in order. I said in a serious tone, “I want to talk about us.”
She arrived looking gorgeous, obviously expecting a special occasion. “Jake, you look amazing!” she exclaimed, growing more excited.
We sat down, and I immediately began my ritualistic complimenting of her. “Bethany, you look amazing tonight,” I said.
Jake She said, “I’m grateful to you.”
She seemed to be basking in her win when I dropped the bombshell. “Recall, Bethany, when you said those things about Meg at the restaurant? Are you able to recall? Considering that she is helpless and pathetic? I leaned closer and asked.
Her cheeks became pale. “Jake, what are you talking about?”
“I paid close attention to everything you said,” I continued. I love my wife, yet you talked bad about her behind her back. Was it your arrogant, patronizing demeanor that you thought would win me over? It is untrue. I would never give Meg to someone as cruel and hypocritical as you.
A expression of surprise on Bethany’s face gave way to anger. “You tricked me?”
“Yeah, I did,” I said, tilting my head to the side in an incomprehensible manner. The world will finally recognize you for who you really are. This will be the final time you see Meg. I promise to make sure of it.
“You are a monster,” I said. Her anger was evident in her blazing eyes as she yelled.
No way, Bethany. So am I,” I answered calmly. “And now you have to deal with the fallout from what you did.”
Bethany stormed out of the restaurant, angry and ashamed.
Meg was there the entire time, so I walked back to my house to see her. With a troubled gaze, she asked, “How did it go?”
“Even more than I had thought,” I answered, throwing my arms around her. “She won’t be bothering us any longer.”
After our long conversation about what had happened, we were closer. Even still, it hurt that my wife had to live with such betrayal.
I hugged Meg tightly and said, “I’m sorry all this happened to you,” in a whisper.
No, Jake, you are not to blame. “I’m just glad we handled it together,” she smiled up at me.
The outcomes were pleasing to observe. News of Bethany’s words and deeds spread quickly, despite her best efforts to mend her reputation. She lost many of her acquaintances, and her social circle shrank significantly. Meg would sometimes add, “She got what she deserved,” with a satisfied tone in her voice.
“Yes, she did,” I agreed. And as a result, we’re stronger than before.
Meg and I continued forward together, our friendship unshakable. We had faith that we could overcome every challenge that stood in our way. What’s the lesson here? Ensure the safety of those I care about. Karma may and will find you, especially at the most inconvenient times.
Thank you for taking the time to read this, everyone. Refuse to submit to cruelty; instead, show courage and stand up for the people you love.
Megan took a step that would stun anyone who thought her soon-to-be husband was plotting a cold-blooded revenge after discovering that he was sleeping with her closest friend. She received an invitation to their wedding just as things appeared to be improving, but she had other plans that would have dimmed their happiness.
Though they have been romanticized for creative purposes, the characters and events portrayed in this book are based on actual people and occurrences. To protect confidentiality and enhance the narrative, certain names, characters, and details have been altered. All resemblance to real individuals, alive or dead, or genuine events is totally coincidental and not the author’s goal.
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