Knowing My Husband Was Cheating, I Quietly Did This — And His Mistress Ran Away “Without Her Shoes”

Instead of flying into a jealous rage, as soon as I found out my husband was having an affair, I asked his young mistress to meet me. After just one conversation, she got so scared that she “ran away without her shoes” and even took the initiative to cut off contact with my husband.

When I learned my husband was fooling around with a woman several years younger than me, I was furious.

As a wife, I had devoted myself to my husband and children, working hard so our family could live a stable life. And now I had to watch him sneak around with another woman — how could I not feel hate?

At that moment, I thought about confronting them both, maybe even making a scene. But then I realized that would be foolish. I still wanted to keep my husband, and I wanted my children to have a complete home, so I refused to blow everything up. If I humiliated him, who would really suffer in the end?

Quietly, I took the mistress’s number from my husband’s phone and arranged to meet her.

At first, her tone sounded arrogant and defiant, as if she had already prepared herself to face “the wife.” Clearly, this girl wasn’t simple. For a third person to act so smug when the wife calls — she must have truly intended to steal my husband.

When I contacted her, I was angry and wanted to teach her a lesson — but for the sake of the bigger picture, I stayed silent.

I went to meet her looking as miserable as possible. I chose shabby clothes, put on a pitiful face…

The moment I walked in and saw her, stylishly dressed and unafraid, I rushed over and hugged her, acting nervous and scared. She probably never imagined that the wife of her lover would look so wretched.

Then I started my “performance,” one I believe I played exceptionally well. I cried as I spoke, even kneeling down to beg her:

“Please, if you feel any sympathy for me and my children, convince him to divorce me. Living like this is worse than death. I still have to keep my strength to raise the kids…
Every night he torments me — I don’t have any strength left.
Look at me — don’t I look like I’m sick? I can’t satisfy my husband anymore. He’s extremely strong and demanding all the time.
There were several women he had affairs with before you. I hoped one of them would finally free me.
But after a few months they all ran away. Now I don’t know what to rely on.
He said he loves you and wants to be with you — that made me feel relieved. If you truly love each other, please ask him to free me.”

I portrayed myself as a wife suffering because I had married a husband obsessed with sex — and my husband’s mistress began to panic. She stared at me wide-eyed, stuttering. She asked endless questions and even forgot to apologize.

I continued talking and talking, painting the image of a man obsessed with “that thing,” until she turned pale.

I kept insisting:

“You and he are a good match — be together. After all these years, I’ve suffered because I can’t satisfy him. Now that you’re here, I’m grateful. Only then can I finally divorce him…”

She just sat there stunned while I went on and on.

When I got home that day, I saw my husband restless and uneasy. I guessed what had happened. He seemed anxious because he couldn’t reach his mistress.

Taking advantage of that, I casually told him a story about a coworker who cheated on his wife, only to have his mistress cheat on him with many men and eventually dump him — leaving him betrayed by both wife and lover. My husband listened in silence.

A few months later, my husband completely stopped seeing the mistress because she cut off contact. The last text I read between them was my husband angrily complaining after she abruptly dumped him.

And just like that, he came back to me. Our family returned to normal — calm on the surface, as if the storm had never happened… even though only I knew it had.