I Discovered My Husband’s Infidelity, But for 6 Years I Pretended to Be a Loving Wife to Exact My Revenge

Anna shares her painful journey of betrayal by her husband, Daniel, after years of a seemingly perfect marriage. Despite Daniel’s support during her difficult pregnancy, he abandoned her during labor, only to later reveal an affair with a coworker. After six years of quietly enduring the betrayal, Anna decided to leave, taking their daughter and disappearing without a word, leaving Daniel to suffer the consequences of his actions.

Now, Anna seeks advice, questioning whether her decision was right. She doesn’t regret leaving but wonders if there was a better way to move on. Our advice to her is to seek legal counsel for her divorce and her daughter’s inheritance, and to consider therapy to help heal and move forward with her life.

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