My husband married another woman while being married to me. Everything for real: he was in a suit and tie, she was in a wedding gown with a veil. Outdoor ceremony, bride’s bouquet, exchange of rings. I was blown away!
I demanded explanations from my husband, and he said, “I met a woman, fell in love with her and finally learned what it’s like to be happy. I married you without love and because I was stupid, but this is different: we got married unofficially, without registration and guests, but everything else is real.”
I was so hurt that I put my daughter in the car and went to my mother’s place in a neighboring town, I didn’t answer the phone, I was crying the whole time. He came to pick us up, said that he was choosing his daughter, that he had broken up with that woman. We live like roommates now. I’ve never been able to forgive his betrayal.
A lot of people ask why I didn’t kick him out. I just can’t let my daughter share her father with anyone else. The idea that he might start another family makes me cringe. I gave him my youth and a daughter, I’m not going to let him go just like that. © Unknown author / Pikabu
