My 5-Year-Old Started Wearing My Wife’s Heels and Lipstick — But Her Innocent Game Exposed the Lie She’d Been Hiding

The following weekend, she said she had to “check on a client’s property.”

I decided I wouldn’t follow her this time. I’d do something better.

While she was gone, I called my friend Alan, a private investigator. We’d known each other since college, and though it felt humiliating, I told him everything.

“Give me two days,” he said. “I’ll find out where she’s been going.”

Those were the longest two days of my life. Every time my phone buzzed, I jumped. Every time Julia spoke, I studied her face for cracks.

Then Alan called.

“I’ve got your answer,” he said. “She’s been visiting that same house every week for the past few months. The guy’s name is Tom Richards. Married. No kids.”

My chest tightened. “So she’s having an affair.”

He hesitated. “I’m not sure it’s that simple. I did some digging — and here’s the strange part. Tom’s wife passed away three years ago. But about five years ago, he adopted a baby girl. Same age as Lily.”

For a second, I couldn’t breathe.

“What are you saying, Alan?”

“I’m saying… the adoption records list your wife as the biological mother.”

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