My wife had an affair. Not once but twice. And I was blissfully unaware both times. Until I came across her chat one Saturday evening on her phone. She’d forgotten to delete it completely.
I questioned her. She denied it. I threatened to call the guy at midnight. I actually did. He did not pick up.
Defiant, she continued to refuse to accept that anything had happened.
Not satisfied, I created a clone of her messaging app on my laptop on Sunday.