Unexpected Revelation: Discovering Her Husbands Betrayal
Ana stumbled upon her husbands infidelity completely by chance
As often happens, wives are the last to find out. Only later did Ana piece together the strange glances from colleagues and the whispers behind her back. It was no secret to anyoneexcept herthat her best friend, Sophie, was involved with Richard. Ana hadnt suspected a thing.
She discovered everything that night when she unexpectedly came home early. Ana had been working for years as a doctor at a hospital. That day, she was supposed to be on night shift. But just before her shift ended, her young colleague, Emily, asked her a favour:
“Ana, could you swap shifts with me? Ill cover tonight if you take my Saturday shift. That is, if you dont have plans. My sisters getting married, and the weddings on Saturday.”
Ana agreed. Emily was kind and reliable, and a wedding was a fair reason.
That evening, Ana headed home in high spiritsshe wanted to surprise her husband. But the surprise was on her.
As soon as she stepped into their flat, she heard voices from the bedroom. One was Richards. The other she recognized it instantly, though she hadnt expected to hear it under those circumstances. It was Sophies. What Ana overheard left no doubt about the nature of their relationship.
She slipped out as quietly as shed entered. She spent the sleepless night at the hospital. How could she face her colleagues now? Theyd all known, while shed been blind, trusting Richard completely. He had been her whole world. Shed given up so much for himeven her dream of having children. Every time she brought it up, Richard said they werent ready, that they should enjoy life first. Now, Ana understood the truth: hed never taken their family seriously.
By dawn, Ana had made her decision. The next morning, she requested leave, followed by resignation. Then, while Richard was at work, she packed her things and fled to the train station. Shed inherited a small countryside cottage from her grandmother. Thats where she went, certain Richard wouldnt think to look for her there.
At the station, she bought a new SIM card and tossed the old one. She cut all ties with her old life and bravely stepped into the new.
The next day, she arrived at the familiar station. The last time shed been there was ten years ago, for her grandmothers funeral. Everything was just as she rememberedpeaceful, almost untouched. “Exactly what I need right now,” she thought.
She hitched a ride to the village, then walked the last twenty minutes to her grandmothers cottage. The garden was so overgrown she could barely reach the door.
It took weeks to tidy the place up. She never couldve done it alone, but the neighbours pitched in. Everyone remembered her grandmother, Mrs. Evelyn, whod spent over forty years as the village schoolteacher. Generations of children had learned to read and write under her care, and now they repaid her kindness by helping Ana settle in.
Ana hadnt expected such warmth. She was deeply grateful to everyone whod lent a handfixing the house, helping her move in.
Word spread quickly that Ana was a doctor. One day, her neighbour, Martha, came rushing over in a panic:
“Ana, Im so sorry to bother you, but my youngest is poorly. Mustve eaten something badshes been in pain all morning.”
“Lets have a look,” Ana said, grabbing her medical bag and following Martha.
Little Lily had food poisoning. Ana helped herinserted a tube, showed Martha how to care for her.
“Thank you, Ana,” Martha said, near tears. “Youre a godsend. The nearest clinics an hour away. We had a nurse, but he retired last year, and no ones replaced him.”
From then on, villagers came to Ana for help. She didnt turn them awaynot after how theyd welcomed her.
When the local council heard about the doctor in their midst, they offered her a position at the regional clinic.
“No, I wont work at the clinic,” Ana said firmly. “But if youll let me run a village surgery, Id be happy to.”
They could hardly believe ita city-trained doctor choosing a rural practice. But Ana didnt waver. Soon, the village clinic reopened, and she began seeing patients.
One evening, long after dark, someone knocked at her door. Ana wasnt surprisedillness didnt keep office hours.
She opened it to find a stranger, his face etched with worry.
“Dr. Ana,” he said urgently. “Ive come from Millfield, about ten miles from here. My daughters terribly ill. Thought it was just a cold at first, but her fever hasnt broken in three days. Please, come with me.”
Ana grabbed her things as she asked about the girls symptoms.
When they arrived, she found a pale little girl struggling to breathe. Her lips were cracked, her hair matted, eyelids fluttering weakly.
After examining her, Ana said, “Its serious. She needs hospital care.”
The man shook his head. “Its just me and her. Her mother died in childbirth. I cant lose her.”
“But the hospital wont,” Ana pressed. “She needs medicine I dont have.”
“Tell me what to getIll find it. Theres a 24-hour chemist in town. Just Ive no one to watch her.”
Ana studied him properly thena man her age, tall and lean, with thick brown hair. His dark green eyes were framed by lashes any woman would envy.
“Ill stay with her,” Ana said. “Whats her name?”
“Beatrice,” he answered softly, stroking the girls hair. “And Im Michael. Thank you, Doctor.”
Ana wrote a prescription, and Michael sped off.
Beatrices fever raged on. She whimpered in her sleep, crying for her father. Ana cradled her, humming a lullaby until she settled.
Hours later, Michael returned with the medicine. Ana administered the injection and sighed. “Now we wait.”
They spent the night at Beatrices bedside. By morning, her fever broke, beads of sweat forming on her brow.
“Thats a good sign,” Ana said wearily.
“Thank you, Doctor,” Michael kept repeating.
A year later, Ana still worked at the village clinic, treating neighbours and nearby villagers. But now she lived in Michaels spacious home. They married six months after that fateful nightthe night Beatrices life hung in the balance.
It took weeks for Beatrice to fully recover. The girl clung to Ana, and Ana loved her fiercely. Yet whenever she held Beatrice, she couldnt help but think of the children shed never have.
That evening, Ana came home exhausted but happy, greeted by the two people she loved most. Michael met her on the porch, hugged her, and asked,
“So, did they approve your leave? Ive planned a family tripjust the three of us.”
Ana smiled mysteriously. “They did. But well be going as four.”
Michael stared in shock before sweeping her into his arms, spinning her around the garden.
