Your Best Friends Cheating Hubster
Caught Inflagrantly – And Now?
And then I saw my best friend’s husband hugging this woman…
As I’m sitting in this cozy little cafè drinking my cappuccino and listening to that lady singing in the background, my best friends husband walks in …as I just wanted to shout Hello, my dear! I see a very much younger woman behind him who fondles around his neck while the waiter guides them to a table. Mr. Cheaty does not see me, he seems to be too occupied. With a woman who is definitely not my friend. And whom he kisses in the middle of the bar so affectionately, I did not see him kiss my friend like this since decades! My heart knocks so madly as if it was my own husband whom I would have caught there in flagrantly.
What does one do as a good friend in such a situation? Giving a note to the waiter to handle over, saying ‘Caught you… you swine?
I have left my cappuccino because I lost appetite right away and, instead, I now had a problem. Whatever you do now, will be the wrong thing to do. What would my friend do if I would call and tell her … Kill me … kill him … or jump out of the window?
On the other hand, she would never forgive me if she found out that I have known and have kept quiet. I have the choice between plague and cholera.
So, I got up and brewed the strongest coffee my stomach can cope with in the morning and then I rang him. I told him that I saw him and that I can’t keep it to myself and not tell his wife, as she is my BFF since early school days.
I told him about what I thought about him, I told him, how unfair and coward all this is and that my friend certainly does not deserve this. I just told him what went through my mind all night and a bit more.
And so he’s promised to make an end to this damn affair immediately, and that it was just a kind of thoughtless stupid ‘one-time slip’, and that she never meant sh** to him, and that he wouldn’t even know how this ever happened, and that he loves his wife and that he wouldn’t want to lose her ….the whole list of excuses and explanations ….. blah blah blah.
Anyhow, I believed him and so I called my friend, his good lady. “Let’s go shopping”, I said. And we did so. A miraculous, very purchase-intensive long ‘all in shopping afternoon’ rounded up with a nice meal we enjoyed together. “Oh God, my good old boy will disengage if he gets to see the credit card account” my friend feared. “If he complains, send him to me” I answered, “I will talk to him” – Strangely he never rang! 😉
Would you tell your friend? I’d love to hear your opinion, please leave your reply below in the comment field, I am looking forward to reading your thoughts.
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