Mom, Dad called the tutor to come early today to do some exercises with him before teaching me. It’s been an hour and she still hasn’t come out.” The wife’s clever handling of the situation led to a disastrous outcome for both of them… the drama begins.

Because my job often keeps me working late, I discussed with my husband the possibility of hiring a tutor for Bông in the afternoons. The chosen tutor was Lan – a final-year university student with an innocent, gentle face and a voice as soft as honey. Lan was very well-liked by my daughter, and honestly, I also cherished her for her politeness. Many times, when Lan taught late, I even asked my husband to drive her home safely.

That day, a terrible headache made it impossible for me to concentrate on work. Even though I was in the middle of a project, I decided to leave early to rest. It was 3 PM, and the sun was blazing. When I got home, I saw the gate was slightly ajar. Thinking my husband was home, I didn’t ring the doorbell but pushed the gate open and wheeled my bike inside.

As soon as I stepped into the yard, little Bong, who was playing with her toys alone in the corner, ran out to greet me. She was drenched in sweat, but her face looked sullen. I wiped the sweat from her forehead and asked in surprise, “Why are you playing out here alone in this sun, Bong? Has Ms. Lan not come to teach you yet?”

My daughter looked up with her big, innocent eyes and whispered in my ear, “Mom, Ms. Lan has been here for a while now. But today Dad said he called the tutor to come early to exercise with him before teaching me. Dad told me to go play in the yard and not to come into the room to disturb her. It’s been over an hour and she still hasn’t come out, I’m so hot, Mom…”
The child’s naive remark was like a bucket of boiling water poured directly onto me. I froze, my hands and feet trembling, my bag slung over my shoulder and plopped to the ground. “Exercise?”

Those two words echoed in my head, full of sarcasm. At 3 PM, in a closed room, a man and a young girl “exercising” for an hour without coming out?

I tried to stay calm, told my daughter to go to the living room, turn on the TV and watch cartoons, and instructed her to absolutely not make any noise. After that, I…

After telling my daughter to stay quietly in the living room, my heart ached, but reason told me not to resort to a petty jealous outburst. I didn’t storm into the room and yell, because I didn’t want my daughter to witness that disgusting scene.

I took a deep breath, pulled out my phone, and began my “act” 

1. A subtly suggestive “check-in” call.

I stood right by the bedroom door, where the laughter and strange noises hadn’t stopped. I put the call on speakerphone and dialed my husband’s number. Inside, the ringing cut through the silence. After a moment of hesitation, he finally answered, his voice breathless: — “Hello… wife? Why are you calling at this hour? I’m… I’m working out at the gym in my room to get fit.”

I smiled bitterly and replied in the sweetest voice possible: — “Oh, really? I’m feeling a bit tired too, so I called to ask you to take the whole family out for dinner this afternoon. Oh, I just placed an order for air conditioning worth 20 million VND, the technicians are on their way to the gate, could you please open the door and receive the delivery for me? I’m busy with a meeting and can’t come home.”

2. The appearance of an unwilling “witness”

In reality, there was no order at all. I called my in-laws and the parents of the tutor, Lan (I already had their numbers from when we made the contract), with the excuse: “Today we’re having a party to celebrate Bong’s academic achievement, and we’d like to invite you both over for a surprise celebration . “

Just 15 minutes later, all four parents were gathered at the gate. I greeted them with a panicked expression: — “Oh no, everyone! I saw the gate open, but no one answered when I called out, only hearing screams coming from my husband’s bedroom. Could a burglar have broken in and assaulted him and Lan?”

3. A “tragic” end for the traitor.

Hearing this, all four elderly people panicked and rushed upstairs with me. My father-in-law, who is short-tempered, kicked open the unlocked bedroom door because they thought I wasn’t coming home.

Bang!

The door swung open. The sight that unfolded caused Lan’s mother to faint on the spot, while my father-in-law trembled with shame. My husband and the “innocent” tutor were completely naked, their faces pale with shock.

I didn’t utter a single word of complaint; I calmly raised my phone and took a picture of the entire scene, then turned to my in-laws and said, “Parents, he’s so busy ‘exercising’ that he lets his daughter sunbathe in the garden. I’ll send the divorce papers tomorrow morning. And Lan, I’ll send my salary this month straight to your mother’s hospital bills because of this shock.”

• My husband: His father disowned him and kicked him out of the house immediately. The company he worked for also received the photos I took as a “gift,” causing his career, built up over many years, to go up in smoke.

• The tutor: Disciplined by the university for ethical violations, her family back home is too ashamed to face their neighbors.

I led little Bong to the car and calmly drove away. Men can make mistakes, but betrayal right in front of children never gets you any chance of forgiveness. The curtain has fallen, and I hold the final script.