When I met my wife, I was a little playboy. But she didn’t know it. Early on in our marriage, she made it clear that she would never cheat. She is strong in morals, which I assumed until something happened.
After I had bought her a car, and proposed to her, she agreed to marry me. After I cheated on her, she discovered that I was cheating on her. I made sure she was where I wanted her to be. She broke up with me immediately and returned my ring and car. She also deleted my number.
In my assumption that she was only angry and would soon calm down, I made a mistake. It wasn’t enough to beg. When it became clear to me that her comments about cheating being a deal-breaker for her, I had to make a decision if I wanted her to go. I made it clear that I did not want the other women; I wanted her for me.
I told her the truth and vowed to be honest with her and hold myself responsible. I was sorry, not because I was caught but because she hurt me and I didn’t want to hurt the woman I love. It has been me and my wife since that time and we are blessed to have children.
