My Manicurist Confessed About Her Secret Lover—It Turned Out to Be My Husband

My Manicurist Told Me About Her Lover, Only to Realize She Was Talking About My Husband

When my husband surprised me by scheduling a visit with my manicurist, I found out that she was having an affair with him! I was furious and attempted to exact revenge, but I ended up looking foolish after the truth was revealed!

I didn’t realize I was going to receive more than I had anticipated when I went in for my manicurist appointment that day. I was furious by what I found because I had the worst suspicions about my devoted husband. Let me go back a little to the day before, though, before we arrive.

Private tutoring a group of lively six-year-olds who were learning their ABCs and an eight-year-old who was trying to master fractions had taken up the entire day. I was exhausted by the time I arrived home. My spouse of seven years, Adam, gave me a kiss on the forehead and his characteristic boyish smile.

He handed me a cup of herbal tea and inquired, “How’s my favorite teacher?”

I laughed and said, “Tired,” before collapsing into the couch. “But your tea makes it better.”

Adam always managed to make me feel like the most significant individual on the planet. We had a strong relationship filled of love and common goals, making us one of those couples that everyone envied.

I had been quietly pinning nursery ideas to my Pinterest board as we began the process of planning for a family.

Adam ran a hand through his dark hair and remarked, “I might have to work late tonight, and tomorrow I’ll be staying at work overnight, unfortunately.” “Big project at the office.”

I nodded without giving it any thought. He worked a lot of strange hours as a successful manager for a mid-sized marketing company.

“Just don’t overwork yourself, okay?”

“I won’t,” he assured me, kissing me once more before saying, “I made an appointment for you tomorrow afternoon at Lily’s Luxe Nails to make it up to you.”

Before he kissed me on the cheek and vanished into his home office, I stood up and thanked him.

I treated myself to the infrequent luxury of visiting Lily’s Luxe Nails the following day. One of my favorites was the owner, Lily. She had a captivating personality, full of extravagant flair and never-ending rumors!

Every time she told a story, I either laughed or clutched my pearls.

Lily came over with her typical big smile as I was getting comfortable in the chair.

“You’re shining, honey! Your husband is taking good care of you.”

I answered, “As always,” and extended my hands for her to look at.

She pulled out her tools and giggled.

“Well, he’s worth it at least. Not everyone is that fortunate.

I took notice of her comment. Lily never complained about her private life. Indeed, she frequently boasted about her romantic exploits.

“Oh? Someone causing you problems? I inquired.

Leaning forward conspiratorially, she grinned.

“Not a problem at all. I’ve begun dating a new person who is truly amazing! Funny, successful, and intelligent! And believe me when I say that he is skilled at treating women.

“Well done! How does it feel?

Lily had a gleam in her eyes. “We have a fantastic relationship! This is like nothing I’ve ever experienced before! James is nothing compared to him.

Lily’s husband is James. I had previously met him when he visited her place of employment.

“I guess I am an old-fashioned girl, ’cause I could never cheat on my husband, and I’m pretty sure he feels the same way,” I replied.

“That’s YOUR loss, girl! His amorous side would surprise you. He brought flowers last week just because he “felt like it.” Not to mention his dimples, you haven’t even SEEN who I’m referring to!”

“Uh huh…,” I said, still not sure that it would be wise to cheat on Adam.

“He works for a corporation as a manager as well. Despite his hectic schedule, he always finds time for me. He’s telling his wife he’s working late so we can meet up tonight at that adorable boutique hotel across the street. I’m keeping track of the minutes.

A peculiar cold crept up my spine as I froze.

“That’s sweet,” I said, my voice trailing off.

Lily was unaware of it.

Dimples? My chest constricted. Adam has dimples. Adam works as a manager. Adam had been scheduled to work late tonight. I made an effort to get rid of the uneasy sensation that was tearing at my chest. It must have been a coincidence.

Do you have a photo of this ‘dream guy’, then? In an attempt to calm my paranoia, I said, “I’m curious.”

Lily took out her phone and smiled.

“Obviously, sweetheart! Taking out her phone, she said, “Look at this stud muffin!”

I felt sick to my stomach.

In the picture, he was MY Adam, grinning and letting his arm hang loosely over Lily. I gazed at the photo, hoping it wasn’t real. I might have been seeing things. It might have been a doppelgänger. But I knew the truth in my heart.

My voice trembled as I said, “Wow,” keeping my composure for the sake of appearances. “He’s…definitely a catch.”

“Right?” Lily put her phone on the table, still unlocked, and gushed, utterly oblivious to my distress.

My mind was racing, so I forced a laugh.

I said, “Excuse me,” and suddenly stood up. Quickly, when she wasn’t looking, I took her phone. “I need to use the restroom.”

I tried to calm my breathing by splashing cold water on my face once I was inside. Adam. Adam of mine. Having an affair with Lily? The ground seemed to have been torn out from under me. When the shock wore off, however, anger replaced it.

This was not something I was going to overlook. I began to plot, and tonight in the hotel across the street, I was going to get my retribution.

Since Lily’s husband had a significant role in my retaliation, I promptly saved his number to my phone.

I called Lily’s husband after my meeting with her was over and informed him of what I knew about her romance with Adam. Like me, he was taken aback and immediately agreed to exact retribution that same evening!

I urged that we make a stop at the hardware shop before we went to the motel later that evening. As I loaded cans of unwashable paint into our cart, James followed me.

Still attempting to figure out why I was acting so strangely, he questioned, “What’s this for?”

“I thought we could use it to identify the cheaters. You’ll see,” I snapped.

With our “props,” James and I stood outside the hotel when we got there, prepared to make the “couple’s” meeting one to remember.

James questioned, “Are we seriously doing this?”

I firmly declared, “Watch me,” as I strode through the hotel doors with paint cans in hand!

I was expecting Adam and Lily to be caught red-handed when I threw open the doors. Instead, I was confronted by an entryway adorned with balloons, streamers, and a huge banner that said, “HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MY LOVE!”

My mouth fell open. Lily and Adam stood in the center of the room, smiling like two naughty children. My sister, dad, and a few close friends were behind them!

“Surprise!” called everyone.

The paint cans were falling out of my hands while I stood motionless. “What…is this?” I stumbled.

Adam took a step forward, showing off his dimples.

“My dear, it’s your birthday celebration! Given that you consistently forget your birthday, we decided to do something special for you.

“Wait,” I murmured, my mind lagging behind. “So…you’re not cheating?”

Adam pulled me into an embrace as he chuckled.

“Obviously not. For weeks, Lily, James, and I have been organizing this.

I only realized that James had joined the others when he smiled. “You should’ve seen your face!” Lily added as he stood holding his wife. “Invaluable!”

I was so relieved and embarrassed that I started crying. “I thought…”

Adam wiped away my tears and cradled my cheek.

“I apologize; I understand. I shouldn’t have carried out the plan that far. When I scheduled your appointment with the manicurist, I assumed you would understand, but you have to agree, it was worth it.”

It was…

With lots of cake, emotional toasts, and laughing, the party was a huge success! Though a bit silly for my presumptions, I felt like the luckiest woman alive by the time we left the hotel the following morning.

We saw “CHEATER!!!!” written in bright red lipstick on the windshield of Adam’s car as we pulled up to it in the parking lot.

I covered my face and moaned. “I am so, so sorry.”

Adam merely chuckled.

“Isn’t it washable? In addition, it’s a fun story to share with our children in the future.

I couldn’t help but giggle as well as we washed the car together. This would be a memorable birthday, if nothing else!

Unfortunately, Adam’s wife is not the only woman who believes her husband is unfaithful. To read about a wife who thought her husband was having an affair with their son’s fiancée and who later learned the much more difficult truth, click here.