I Suspected My Husband Was Che😱ting on Me and Followed Him One Day

“I need time, Tessa,” he said. “This is a lot.”

But he held Tessa’s hand, squeezing it gently as though to assure her that, somehow, they would get through it together.

Later that night, I sat on the porch, trying to wrap my thoughts around everything. I know that nothing between Jason and me changed, well, not really.

I still think he should have told me, but he hadn’t contacted Tessa’s mother.

So, how was he to know?

But what about Nathan and Tessa now?

“Mom?” Nathan asked from behind me. “Can I sit with you?”

“Of course, you can,” I said, scooting over.

“What do I do?” he asked. “I mean, really?”

“Does this change anything?” I asked.

“Ask yourself honestly.”

“No,” he said quietly. “It should, shouldn’t it? But it doesn’t.

Tessa only knows who Dad is, but she doesn’t know anything about him. Not really. They’re basically strangers.

But we’re in love and happy.”

“Then fight for your fairytale, son,” I said. “I just want you to know that I’ll support you through all of this. It’s not Tessa’s fault either.”

“You know, I never thought I’d say this,” Nathan said, looking amused.

“But thank God I’m adopted!”

He started laughing, and before I knew it, I was laughing along with him.

In the weeks that followed, Nathan and Tessa chose to stay together despite everything, deciding that the bond they’d built wasn’t something they wanted to lose.

And as their wedding approached, I saw something new in Jason. There was a deeper gratitude for a daughter he’d never known and an even greater love for Sophie, who he started giving more attention to.

Now, I’m a stepmom and mother-in-law to Tessa, which isn’t as wild as it sounds. But one thing is for sure: that sweet girl completes this family.

What would you have done?

Source: amomama