How I Kept My Husband From Leaving Me After He Discovered My Secret Sugar Daddy: Part 1

How I Kept My Husband From Leaving Me After He Discovered My Secret Sugar DaddyWhen my hus­band, Robert, broke down the bath­room door hold­ing proof of my affair with Der­rick, I did the only thing I could do—I lied. I tried to dif­fuse the sit­u­a­tion by cre­at­ing more lies that would calm him down. I could not lose my hus­band, after all; although I was hav­ing an affair, I loved my hus­band dearly. After he entered the bath­room, he grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the shower. He pulled my towel off the hook and threw it in my face.

Cover your­self up,” he said. The tone in his voice was unlike any­thing I had heard before. I could also sense the sad­ness in his tone as well. “What the hell is this? Are you hav­ing an affair?”

No, of course not! How could you even ques­tion me about that?” I sounded sin­cere. “I can explain,” I said.

I asked him to take a seat on the bed and I threw on a satin slip. When I tried sit­ting next to him, he pushed me away and asked me to stay away from him. He said that I could speak with­out being close to him. I could see the sad­ness in his eyes and I could hear the hurt in his voice. My heart was break­ing. I promised my hus­band that I would be faith­ful and that I would never betray his trust. And there I stood, with five months worth of sto­ries to tell about an affair that I was par­tic­i­pat­ing in. I felt bro­ken inside. I knew that if I did not say the right thing at that moment, I would lose every­thing. My hus­band, money, and any sta­bil­ity that I had would be gone for­ever. If he found out that I cheated, I would be enti­tled to nothing.

Der­rick gave it to me,” I said. My head was still going in cir­cles and I wasn’t sure where I was going, but I knew it had to be partly true in order to get out alive.

That’s obvi­ous. I read the card,” he said as he stared at me, wait­ing for me to con­tinue. When I didn’t say any­thing, he threw the card and dress at me and yelled, “Explain!”

I took a deep breath. “Der­rick gave it to me a long time ago. When we—”

I don’t believe you,” Robert inter­rupted. “All of these new things you’ve been buy­ing these past few months, are they from him?” He stood up. “Have you been hav­ing an ongo­ing affair?”

This was the moment of truth. Do I fess up to my mis­take, or cover it up with even more lies? I had about a split sec­ond to make this life-changing decision…