"The devil didn't give me peace, I had to check my husband's phone": you won't believe what awaited this woman in the end!

A woman's confession appeared on the Internet, which first made me happy, then angered, and the irony of the story also made many people laugh!

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I'm not jealous, but one evening the devil didn't give me peace and when my husband fell asleep, I decided to check his phone. There was nothing suspicious about the messages and social media, so I went to the call list.

There I found three "suspicious", frequently called contacts. One was "the gentlest touch", second "sweet tears", and the third "the woman of my dreams". I instantly went crazy and started thinking about how many of them my husband cheats on me with. It pissed me off and my eyes got dark so I went to the bathroom to call all three contacts at once.

I called first "softest touch". His mother answered. I sank in shame and promised to explain to her why I called her. I started to wonder if I was going to embarrass myself in front of another family member, but I couldn't figure out who the hell it could be "sweet tears" So I called, and his ten-year-younger sister answered. Now I was sure I was "the woman of my dreams" and so it was - when I dialed the number, my phone rang.

I was both proud that my husband was so wonderful to the three of us and in awe of the way he perceived us, but at the same time I wanted to die of shame for stooping so low. I told my husband what I had done and he just smiled sweetly. I was still ashamed, so I decided to redeem myself and buy my husband a present. I gave half of my savings for his new watch and I didn't regret it. When his mother and sister found out about all this, they also decided to give him something. His mother gave him some money and his sister helped him buy a new motorbike.

My husband was really surprised and happy with the gifts, but none of us expected his reaction - instead of laughter and kisses, we got tears and a lot of questions, what did he do to deserve that we love him so much.

Less than half a year later, my husband left. As soon as he suddenly started calling him every hour "Electrician Aleks". On a motorcycle that his sister helped him buy, with money that his mother gave him, and with a watch on his wrist that I bought for him...