Wife Hides in Balcony, Sees Husband Enter Bedroom with Their Son’s Teacher – Story of the Day

"My wife is leaving on a business trip. Let's celebrate tonight, babe!" Lauren is stunned when she receives an anonymous text with a screenshot of her husband Dustin's chat. She hides on the balcony to catch him red-handed and sees him entering the bedroom with their teen son's teacher.

"Thanks for agreeing to watch over my kids, Mom…I hope they're not troubling you! Fine…I've got to rush with the packing…the flight's in four hours…I'll call you once I land!" Lauren told her Mom and hastily hung up.

The bed was adorned with neatly folded clothes, toiletries, cosmetics, and everything 45-year-old Lauren needed for her business trip to Miami. As she reached for a black lace camisole, her phone emitted a soft ping, shattering the silence in the bedroom.

"A message from an unknown number?" Lauren's curiosity was piqued. She unlocked her phone and tapped on the notification, only to be blown away by a massive shock. A snapshot of her husband, Dustin's intimate chat with another woman popped up…

"My wife is leaving on a business trip. My kids are at their Grandma's place. We'll have the house to ourselves. Let's celebrate tonight, babe!" read 46-year-old Dustin's words on the screenshot.

Blood drained from Lauren's face, leaving her complexion pale. Time seemed to stand still as she continued reading the string of unsettling texts.

"Can't wait to hold you in my arms, darling. :)"

"See you soon. In my house. And in my bedroom. XOXO ;)"

"Dustin…what the hell? Oh God…how long has this been going on?" Lauren burst into tears. She could not bring herself to believe her husband of 25 years had cheated on her.

Dustin's words in the intimate text exchanges with his 'other woman' kept echoing in Lauren's head. It disgusted her to the extent that she wanted to throw up.

But Lauren knew she could not just stand there, crying, when she had not done anything wrong. It was her husband who had wronged her in every aspect. She snapped away her tears and decided to unravel the depths of this secret affair.

Lauren knew Dustin would come home in a few hours. A strange idea struck her. She quickly hid her luggage under the bed and turned off all the lights in all the rooms to make it look like she wasn't home and had already left for the trip.

She hid behind the dense potted palm on the dark balcony, awaiting her husband's arrival with his newfound love.

Lauren's anxious wait ended when she heard the tires of Dustin's SUV screech on the gravel at the parking outside their house. Her heart started racing, wanting to see who Dustin's woman was.

"Oh, darling! Can't you be a little more patient? The fruits of waiting are sweet!" Lauren heard a woman's coquettish giggle, accompanied by the loud slam of the car door and click-clack of stilettos approaching the entrance.

Lauren's heart sank as she peered through the curtain and witnessed her husband brazenly entering the bedroom with his mistress minutes later. Her eyes widened in utter disbelief when she recognized the woman was her teen son Josh's Math teacher.

"Oh, my God! Miss Madison? Is she…my husband's mistress?" Lauren gasped.

She watched Dustin close the bedroom door and unbutton his shirt. Reclining on the bed, Madison mischievously extended her slender finger and beckoned Dustin with a seductive gesture. In split seconds, Dustin removed his shirt and cozily settled beside Madison.

At this point, Lauren knew she could not just stand there and watch. She bolted out of her hiding place on the balcony and burst into the bedroom, giving Dustin the nastiest surprise of his life.

"DUSTIN, WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON? What is our son's teacher doing with you on our bed??" Lauren yelled as Dustin sprang to his feet with a start.

His eyes widened with horror. Oh..how he wanted to come up with an instant excuse! But his mind went blank, and he froze.

"La—Lauren…You…you home?" Dustin stuttered. "I thought you…you…were going to…."

"You thought I would be on my flight to Miami…worshiping you in my mind. While you strip down in front of your young mistress and fool around with her in our house!…in our BEDROOM!…ON OUR BED! How sick!"

"Hold on…hold on, Lauren," Madison chimed in. "I'm NOT your husband's mistress," she declared.

"Why...of course, you're not his mistress! Then what are you doing with him in the bedroom? Girl, you think I'm blind?" Lauren barked.

"I'm his DAUGHTER! And I was the one who sent you that text to your phone this morning, Lauren. By the way, nice to meet you!" Madison finished, jolting the couple.

"Daughter? H—how is it possible?" Lauren stammered in shock, looking at Dustin for answers.

But his eyes were only fixed on Madison. He was equally shocked. A thousand thoughts flashed in his mind. It felt like being pushed off the edge of a cliff as Dustin sank onto the bed, holding his head.

"Oh my God…Are you…are you Brooke's daughter?" he asked, disappointment and agony etched on his face.

"Yes! I am Brooke's daughter," Madison replied, crossing her arms.

"Oh God…Now I understand everything," Dustin broke down, turning to Lauren. "...It all started with our fight 25 years ago, Lauren…Do you remember that day? When I was waiting for you in the park…"

It was the fall of 1995. Dustin and Lauren met at their usual meeting spot in the park. While Dustin had come with a bouquet of red roses and chocolates to surprise his girlfriend, Lauren arrived with a piece of jolting news.

"It's just three years, Dustin. My parents already talked to me about this," Lauren said. "It isn't something new. We already discussed this. My parents want me to study interior design in New York. I can't go against their word."

But Dustin was beyond heartbroken. He could not accept the fact that Lauren would be leaving him and going to college thousands of miles from him.

"Lauren, it's too far. I can't afford to meet you often. Why don't you understand?" he argued. "I've just started a part-time job. I have a lot of things to do…and can't travel that far for you."

"I didn't ask you to come see me, Dustin. We can always write letters…and call each other. God…why do you have to complicate things all the time? I'm going there to study. To get a degree. Then a job. It's not like I'm leaving you forever. Can't you wait for three years?" Lauren argued.

But Dustin was not convinced. "Well, in that case, I don't think a long-distance relationship would work. Let's call it off…let's break up," he said without further thought.

"Break up? How could you even say that, Dustin?" Lauren argued. "Look at me…Hey…look at me and say what you said again."

"It's over between us, Lauren," Dustin disappointedly declared. "We can never be happy as a couple in a long-distance relationship. You do what your parents want you to do, alright? Forget me. Just go wherever you want to go."

Lauren was shattered. "Fine!" she coldly said before turning around and storming away, tearing up.

As Dustin watched Lauren's slender figure disappear through the park gate, he was haunted. A year of a whirlwind romance had come to an abrupt end, and he was terribly hurt.

"Man, she just walked away. All she said was a lame FINE! Was that it?" Dustin chugged his beer and spilled his heart out to his friends at the bar that night.

"Ah c'mon man…there are still so many chicks in the world," one of his friends assured, patting his shoulder. "It's not like she's the only girl out there. Get over this, man. Just forget her. Maybe she's not the one."

Dustin sadly nodded. He was drunk out of his mind when one of his friends approached him with a girl. "Brooke, meet Dustin…I told you about him!" he said, introducing her to Dustin and leaving them alone at the bar.

Dustin was enthralled by Brooke's beauty and her smokey gray eyes. Everything about her seemed perfect. The moment he locked eyes with her, thoughts of Lauren and their breakup slowly faded from his mind.

"Hey!" Brooke extended her hand.

"You look gorgeous! Can I buy you a drink?" Dustin said, his gaze fixed on Brooke as she flirtatiously smiled and nodded.

Things heated up pretty quickly at their very first meeting. Dustin and Brooke spent a long time at the bar, even after all their friends left. Once the party was over, Dustin drove Brooke to his one-bedroom apartment, where they spent a passionate night together.

Dustin woke up to the warm streaks of rays the next morning and found himself alone in his bedroom. Brooke had disappeared without a trace. He sighed, holding his head, recalling his one-night stand, and decided to get over it.

Two weeks passed. Dustin was getting ready to meet his friends that morning when suddenly, his doorbell buzzed. He slipped on his sneakers and casually opened the door, only to freeze to the ground.

"Lauren? Wha—what are you doing here?" he exclaimed in shock. Lauren was standing on his doorstep holding her luggage and tears in her eyes.

"Dustin…I'm so sorry," she pleadingly said. "I'm not going to New York. I thought it over and over. I realized I didn't need this. I'm tired of my parents' constant pressure to send me away. Being away from you…I realized that I love you. I can't be without you, Dustin. Please forgive me."

Dustin was stunned. He was happy and shaken. It felt too good to be real. And he knew this was no dream.

"Wait…what? I mean…are you serious? You wanted to become an interior designer. Are you giving up on that for me? What about your parents?"

"It's my life, and I've decided. And yeah! I'm here…outside your home. I want you back!" Lauren teared up with a smile. "You're more important to me than my dreams. We'd rather spend the money we've saved for college on our future together. Will you forgive me? Shall we start over…fresh?"

Dustin was over the moon about getting his girlfriend back. He knew he could not have asked for better. Those two weeks without her…it was hell. He did not wish to go back to that phase again.

"I missed you, Lauren!" Dustin threw himself into Lauren's arms and kissed her. However, his one-night stand with Brooke flashed in his mind, and he withdrew from Lauren.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"Uh…nothing…come in…what would you like to have?" Dustin turned around. He decided it was best for him and Lauren if he kept quiet about that night with Brooke and just moved on for good.

Dustin and Lauren spent the whole day at his house, laughing and chatting about their future. They were cooking together in the kitchen when Lauren asked him to buy some things from the nearby grocery store.

"...and we need some dark chocolate…and jalapeño," she said as Dustin kissed her and hurried out of his house.

He was so excited. He and Lauren planned to have a candlelit dinner and watch a movie afterward. But just as Dustin closed the door behind him, he saw Brooke standing right outside his house. He was startled, and a cold sweat broke on his forehead.

"Brooke…what are you doing here?" Dustin rushed to Brooke.

"Dustin…I—"

"Look…I don't want you coming to my house again, alright? What happened that night was an accident…we were drunk out of our minds. Please forget about everything that happened between us. You know, I…." Dustin anxiously explained, but Brooke interrupted him with a jolting revelation.

"Dustin, I'm pregnant…" she said, rocking Dustin's world.

"You're what? No…no, no…this can't be," Dustin panicked. "Okay, when do we have an abortion? Look, Brooke, we can't have this child, okay? I'll pay for everything. Let's just terminate this pregnancy…please."

"No…I want to have this child, Dustin," Brooke replied in a stern, cold tone. "I came here to ask you just one thing: If you're ready to be the father of my child."

A grave silence engulfed Dustin. His heart started pounding. He was not ready to risk losing Lauren again. And he knew he could never father that child.

"Brooke, look…I love Lauren. She came back…I can't just…."

But before Dustin could finish, Brooke interrupted again. "I know! And I understand. That's why I came to find out once and for all," she said. "I'm ready to hide the fact that you are my baby's father. But you must understand that I need money to raise my child."

"So?" Dustin raised an eyebrow.

"So I need $100,000 in cash. Look, I'm not asking for much. I'm going to raise this child alone. You give me the money, and you'll never see me again," Brooke said.

This was huge money for a young Dustin who had just started his first part-time job. He looked at Brooke pleadingly again but realized she would never change her mind.

"Fine…give me a few days, alright?" Dustin said. "I'll think of something. But please…don't be coming here. Now please leave before Lauren sees you."

"I'll be waiting for you at 11 in the morning…at the park…two weeks from now," Brooke said as she turned away, leaving Dustin in a daze. He headed to the store, unable to shake off the horrifying feeling burning inside him.

Dustin did not return with the same happy face that evening, although he faked a smile in front of Lauren. They dined. Then cuddled on the sofa and watched Pretty Woman on DVD.

However, Dustin's mind was far from peaceful. He was haunted by Brooke's pregnancy and her demand for money. He just did not know where to get so much money to silence Brooke. He looked at Lauren for a few seconds, and suddenly, something flashed in his mind.

Around a year ago, when Dustin and Lauren's relationship had just started, he had secretly crept into her backyard to meet her. But to his disbelief, Mr. Woods, Lauren's father, was out on the balcony for a smoke, prompting Dustin to hide in their garage.

While sitting in the garage for about an hour, Dustin accidentally stumbled upon an unlocked trapdoor concealed under trash bags. Curious, he opened it, only to find a suitcase of money hidden there. Dustin closed the hatch and fled the garage, pretending he did not see the money.

"Babe…are you alright?" Lauren snapped Dustin to his senses, brushing his hand.

"Yeah…yeah, I'm alright. So…when are we going to talk to your father about us?" Dustin distracted her. "I hope the old man isn't mad at us…and gets us married soon!"

Lauren sighed. She knew her Dad would definitely be mad at her. She clasped Dustin's hand tightly and worriedly said," I hope he forgives me. I'll meet him tomorrow and explain everything."

"Alright! I'll walk you home…as usual!" Dustin smiled as a plan brewed in his mind. When Lauren fell asleep that night, he rummaged through her handbag and pulled out a bunch of keys. He stole the one with the keychain labeled 'Dad's Garage' and crept back to the bed.

The following evening, Dustin walked Lauren to her home. From behind the wall leading to her backyard, he watched Lauren's Dad and Mom yelling at her. They were so mad at her. But after their heated exchange, he saw them hug Lauren and accompany her inside the house.

Dustin sighed deeply and waited a little longer until it turned dark. He watched the bedroom and living room lights go off in Lauren's house and approached the garage.

He quietly opened the garage door and crept to the trapdoor. He opened it and took out the suitcase stashed with the money before disappearing into the night. Back in his apartment, he counted the cash and was stunned at finding $120,000.

That same night, Dustin met with Brooke outside her rented flat and gave her the money. Brooke was surprised because she had given Dustin two weeks to settle the ransom. However, she was happy to get the money earlier and agreed to leave town...with their little secret.

"...I never saw her after that," Dustin finished with a heavy sigh.

"WHAT? Oh my God…I can't believe this!" Lauren yelled. "You were the thief who broke into my Dad's garage and stole the money? You MURDERER! You killed my father!"

"Lauren…please…I didn't…." Dustin pleaded. But Lauren was too mad to give him a chance to talk.

"It still feels like yesterday when I watched my Dad collapse from a heart attack after finding his money stolen from the garage. You were there…with us…comforting me at the hospital when my Dad passed away! You told me the thief who stole the money would pay for his sins someday!" Lauren cried out.

"I…I'm sorry, Lauren…I had no choice…I was…" Dustin found himself at a loss for words.

"How could you do this to me?" Lauren yelled. "I sacrificed my dream for you! I lost my Dad because of you! You lied to me! I lived with a liar all my life…I left everything behind for a man who cheated on me…and stole my Dad's money to pay for his secret child!"

At this point, Madison knew she could no longer keep quiet.

"My Mom never told me about my biological father," she chimed in. "I kept asking her who my father was. But she would never answer that question…until she was on her deathbed six months ago. Before Mom passed away, she told me everything about Dustin…my DAD! Looking back at all the struggles my Mom and I went through because of this man, I decided to make him pay."

"I moved to your city. I looked for him, and it was easier to track him down with the address my Mom gave. I later discovered you guys got a bigger, cozier house in the same neighborhood. I landed a job as a teacher at your son's school. I was damn interested to know how the man who cheated on my mother lived now after paying such a small price for his lies…and depriving me of a life without a father."

Madison pointed to Dustin with a furious gaze. "All I had to do was just observe him a few times to know what a man he was inside out. I found out a lot of interesting things about him…the kind of secrets even you would have never known despite being his wife! It's an immense pleasure to share what I found with everyone, Lauren!"

Madison then displayed a dozen photographs on the table — pictures of Dustin in compromising poses with several mistresses.

"Oh my God…That's your Boss's wife…!!" Lauren gasped as she stared daggers at her husband. Just then, Dustin's phone rang. It was his Boss.

"Hello, Dustin…WHAT THE HELL DID I JUST GET IN MY MAIL?" Dustin's Boss barked on the other end of the line.

What can we learn from this story?

• No truth can be hidden forever. It will find a way out on its own. For 25 years, Dustin got away with cheating on his wife and stealing her Dad's money. But one day, the truth came out in the most unexpected way, leaving Dustin in big trouble.
• One lie can snowball into a web of lies and lead to dire consequences. Throughout his life, Dustin had never been a loyal boyfriend, husband, or father. He kept his family in a web of lies about his past and present affairs. But his dishonesty and betrayal came back to him after Lauren caught him cheating.

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