My Brother-in-Law Lashed Out Before I Could Reveal the Truth to My Sister

My Sister’s Husband Threw Soda in My Face—Because He Knew What I Was About to Show Her
The husband of my sister threw soda in my face because he was aware of what I was going to show her for the first time.

Graham, my sister’s husband, lost his cool during the celebration of my sister’s fortieth birthday, which was supposed to be a happy occasion for everyone involved. It was not only anger that he tossed Coke in my face in front of everyone; rather, it was fear that he was experiencing at the time.

The sound of people talking and laughing could be heard throughout the rest of the house. The atmosphere was filled with the aroma of freshly baked bread, mashed potatoes with butter, and chicken that had been cooked. Emma, my sister, had, as she always does, surpassed her own efforts.

Her two children, Ava and Ben, were grinning and running around, taking bites of cake before it was time for them to eat anything. Our parents and Emma’s friends were gathered together, and they were conversing in smaller groups.

Emma appeared to be radiant. The presence of Graham, on the other hand, was hardly noticeable. While he was scrolling through his phone, he sat at the head of the table and periodically nodded his head in response to when someone talked to him. Despite the fact that Emma had placed her hand on his shoulder, he hardly looked up.

I observed her as she lowered herself to his level and murmured something to him. A phony smile appeared on his face, and he mumbled, “Yeah, yeah, in a minute.”

As Emma stood up, her smile faltered for a brief moment before she switched her attention back to the individuals she had invited.

I did a frown. Something didn’t feel quite right, but I tried to ignore the feeling. This evening was all about Emma.

Following the clearing of the dinner plates, everyone engaged in conversation while eating chocolate cake that included thick layers of frosting. The ideal time to raise a glass and salute.

Graham was still concentrating on his phone when I turned my attention to him.

After giving him a friendly grin, I asked, “Graham, are you not going to raise a glass to your wife?”

There is no sound.

Instead of looking away, he raised his head and stared at me as if I had just insulted him.

After that, before I had a chance to respond, he grabbed his glass and hurled the soda in my direction.

The room was filled with gasps. The fork was dropped by someone.

A chilly liquid splashed down my cheeks and soaked into my blouse as it dripped down. Suddenly, I found myself unable to breathe.

“None of your business!” Graham lost his temper. Because of his rage, his face was red. “Do you have any idea why you haven’t found one yet? Just because you stick your nose in a place where it has no business being!

There was no movement at all.

It caused Emma’s eyes to widen. “Graham, what—”

On the other hand, he was already repositioning his chair and reaching for his jacket. He murmured, “I don’t need this,” before he stormed out of the house and slammed the door behind him. “I don’t need this.”

It did not warm up in the room. To clear his throat, my father did so. She gave a slight shake of her head. A couple of the visitors made an embarrassing attempt to reach for their drinks while acting as if they hadn’t just witnessed the event.

In a hurry, Emma came to my aid. “Come with me,” she repeated, her voice trembling slightly.

When we were finished, she shut the door behind us and escorted me to the restroom. She reached for a towel and rubbed my face in a relaxing manner.

She said, “I don’t know why he acted like that,” and she was speechless. “I’m so sorry.”

As I looked at her reflection in the mirror, I took a deep breath and swallowed. It wasn’t just that she was humiliated. As if she were in pain.

As I did so, I inhaled deeply. “Emma, I have to tell you something.”

Emma’s hands were shaking when she moved them to bring me a towel. Despite the fact that my head was racing, I dabbed at my face. When I thought about how Graham had exploded, it made perfect sense. He was aware that I posed a danger. He was aware of what I had observed.

Although my throat was dry, I turned to Emma. “Sis, I need to show you something.”

She wore a frown. “What?”

Despite the fact that my fingers were stiff, I pulled out my phone. “Three nights ago, I saw Graham at the restaurant.”

Her eyes blinked. “At your restaurant?”

I gave a slight nod. “He wasn’t alone.”

Without making a sound, Emma took a deep breath and swallowed hard.

Before tapping my screen, I paused for a little moment of hesitation. The photograph suddenly appeared. He was there, leaning in close to a woman who was wearing a red dress while he was seated at a table that was lighted by candles. Even though their hands were almost touching, they were giggling. The following photograph shows them with their lips pressed together in a passionate kiss.

Emma was completely still as she gazed at the TV.

I inhaled deeply. During that evening, I called you. Keep in mind? I inquired about Graham’s whereabouts.

A trembling breath was exhaled by her. It’s true… I mentioned that he was attending a business meeting.

I was hesitant. I was already aware that he was lying. I just—for some reason, I was curious to know what you had to say.

She did not look in my direction. Her attention remained fixed forever on the picture.

“I felt it,” she announced in a hushed whisper. “For a considerable amount of time. In contrast to how he used to gaze at me, he no longer did so. Quit touching me altogether. What about the late nights? What are the justifications? She let out a laugh that was completely devoid of humor. “God, I feel so stupid.”

I promptly responded by saying, “You are not stupid.” “He’s just a liar.”

Emma’s jaw was locked tightly. Her fists were clenched close together. “He won’t get away with this.”

I was hesitant. “There’s more.”

She raised her head.

As I did so, I inhaled deeply. “I confronted him the next day.”

Her brows flew up in surprise. “You what?”

I gave a slight nod. I made a phone call to him. That I was aware of what he had done. That I will either tell you the truth or he will tell you the truth.

A gap appeared in Emma’s mouth. “What did he say?”

While I was thinking about his voice, which was so icy and vicious, I tightened my fists.

“It was a laugh. I was told that I was insane. It is possible that I have misidentified him as someone else. He then hung up on me after that.

To create a thin line, Emma’s lips squeezed together. “That’s why he reacted like that tonight.”

“Yeah.” A breath was exhaled by me. Because of me, he was already quite angry. He was just about to go over the edge when the toast thing happened.

We remained without speaking for a brief period of time.

After that, once more, she reached for my phone in a slow manner. Her look was indecipherable as she continued to stare at the picture.

An even tone could be heard in her voice when she eventually spoke.

“I need more proof.”

I blinked my eyes. “What?”

“If I’m going to end this, I need more than just a photo.” She gazed at me with eyes that were dark and filled with confidence. “I need to know everything.”

I was hesitant. “Emma? ” Are you certain that you want to carry out this activity tonight?

The laugh that she let out was brief and acrid. “I don’t think I can sleep until I do.”

As I did so, I inhaled deeply. “Then let’s find out the truth.”

As we left the restroom, we managed to sneak by the guests who were muttering. I was able to catch our mother’s troubled glance, even if the most of them were acting as if they were not aware of us. Emma did not pause to reassure her in any way. Already on her way to her bedroom, she inched her way up the stairs.

This caused my heart to race as I followed. In order to access their joint bank account, she retrieved her laptop off the desk, opened it, and set up an account. She looked at the television with her eyes. After that, she was tense.

I questioned, “What?”

The laptop was turned in my direction by her. “Look.”

That was the case. A number of withdrawals, particularly hefty ones. This is $500. There is $1,200 there. Then, a week ago, there was a charge of three thousand dollars at a jewelry store.

“Did he buy you any jewelry recently?” Even though I was aware of the response, I still asked.

There was a closeness between Emma’s lips. “No.”

My gut was in a knot. “Then who did he buy it for?”

Emma took a deep breath all the way through her nostrils. “I think we already know.” She rose up and slammed the laptop shut with a sound. We are going to force him to deal with this fact. And he is not going to go away without a fight.”

I couldn’t help but break out in a slow smile. “Tell me the plan.”

After midnight, Graham arrived at his house. Instead of acting as if anything had happened, he came in and threw his keys on the counter. The moment he began to untie his tie, he gave us a fleeting glance.

While we waited, Emma and I were seated in the living room.

I grabbed the remote control as soon as he shifted his attention to the stairs.

“Dear Graham,” I announced with a gentle tone. “We have a very special presentation for you tonight.”

He wore a frown. “What the hell are you talking about?”

A light appeared on the television screen.

A screenshot of his questionable bank transactions is presented in the first slide. There are thousands of dollars that cannot be found.

The second slide contains a receipt for the pricey jewelry, which Emma did not get.

Slide Three: The photo that serves as evidence that he kissed the woman who was dressed in red.

A lack of color appeared on Graham’s face. It was with a bark that he asked, “Are you crazy?!”

The arms of Emma were crossed. “No sir, Graham. But I believe that you are. Would you truly have thought that I wouldn’t find out?

He grabbed his phone and turned his attention to me. “You little—”

I was talking on my phone. “Take care with what you make. Simply because, what do you think? All of the items have already been delivered to your family. It would be a waste of time to call them back. The phone will be ringing to you.”

He had his jaw clinched. He was furiously swiping through his phone as he stared at it. After one second, the phone rang.

She gave a sneer. “That’ll be your mother.”

Graham glared at both of us while taking deep breaths deeply. “You think you can just—”

There was a folder that Emma dropped onto the table. “That brings me to my final point. As a result of the fact that you have been spending our money on her, I did some calculations. Fifteen years of wedding anniversary. Two children. Each and every meal that I prepared, each and every clothing that I washed, and each and every late night that I spent keeping this house in order while you were out cheating.

One of the printed statements was slipped near him by her.

$50,000 in total.

“What the hell is this?” Graham lost his temper.

Coldly, Emma smiled at you. I got a present for my birthday that I got for myself. Take it as a form of back pay.”

Graham gazed at me, then turned his gaze back to her. A look of wrath appeared on his face. “You’re both insane.”

I reached for the bottle of champagne, opened it, and poured myself a glass of champagne right then and there. “Cheers to that.”

The buzzing of Graham’s phone continued as he reached for his keys. He rammed his way toward the entrance. “This isn’t over.”

Emma cocked her head to the side. “Oh, I think it is.”

As soon as that happened, he was gone.

In what seemed like years, Emma finally took a deep breath and sat back down. The burden that had been resting on her shoulders was lifted.

It was her statement that “I thought this would destroy me.” “But I feel… lighter.”

I cracked a grin. “Because you’re free.”

She directed her gaze toward me, her eyes glistening with boldness. It’s not true that you ruined my birthday. You bestowed upon me a present—liberation.”

I enjoyed reading this story.