I overheard my husband asking our 4-year-old son not to tell me what he saw – Days later, I uncovered the shocking truth myself

After four miscarriages and plenty of plain to overcome, Paige and her husband, Victor, finally welcomed a child in their life.

The two were a great couple who knew what worked for them and what didn’t. After every miscarriage, Victor assured Paige that everything would be all right eventually, and that if they couldn’t have a baby of their own, they could always consider other options. His words were always comforting.

When baby Mason was welcomed into the world, it felt like all those shattered dreams had finally pieced themselves together. He became the center of his parents’ lives and they put him above everything else, including their careers.

Being a chief executive with a clothing brand, Paige needed to travel a lot because she was involved in every step of the product designs.

This didn’t bother her much because she knew Victor was a wonderful father who took great care of their child whenever she was away from home.

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When Mason turned four, Paige knew he was about to enter pre-school soon so she decided to limit her work trips in order to be able to spend more time with him.

One time, Paige was away from home for three days, and once her work was done, she was eager to get home to her family and give her son a hug. Little did she know that this time would be different.

As she entered, the house was strangely quiet, with faint shuffling noises coming from upstairs.

Victor’s voice was hushed but urgent — the same urgency that Mason associated with misbehavior and bedtime.

“Buddy, you’ve got to promise me one thing, okay?” Victor said.

“Okay,” Mason muttered innocently. “What is it?”

“You’ve got to promise me that you won’t tell Mom what you saw.”

“But I don’t like secrets,” Mason said. “Why can’t I tell Mommy?”

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Victor let out a deep sigh — its echo seemed to ripple through the house, as if carried by the air.

“It’s not a secret, Mason,” he said. “But if we tell Mommy, it’s going to make her sad. Do you want Mommy to be sad, buddy?”

“No, I don’t,” Mason answered.

At that moment, pretending she didn’t hear a thing, Paige yelled, “Mason! Victor! Mom’s home!”

“What’s going on?” she asked, as Mason leaped into her arms.

“Nothing, honey,” Victor said, winking. “Just a boys’ chat. Welcome home.”

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Since Victor was the perfect husband and father, Paige tried to convince herself that the conversation she overheard was truly nothing important. She thought to herself that Victor probably gave Mason too many sweets or let him eat junk food, and that’s what they tried to hide from her.

However, letting it go seemed harder that she thought.

The week that followed and the trip she had to take were both a blessing and a curse for Paige. As much as she loved her job, the thought of leaving Mason saddened her profoundly. She only found solace in the photos Victor sent her, and one of those photos brought more questions than answers.

In one of the photos showing Mason playing with his toys, Paige spotted blue shows she had never seen before. They weren’t hers, yet they were there in her living room.

Paige decided to scroll through each of the photos Victor has ever sent her, and she did find more evidence of someone being in their home while she was away. Was it a nanny he hired to take care of their son? If yes, she had a very expensive taste.

This time, Paige decided to return home without telling Victor. She wanted to surprise him.

Once home from her trip, she entered straight to Mason’s room who had just woken up and was rubbing his eyes.

“Dad’s not downstairs?” she asked, as she could hear noises coming from the bedroom. “Mommy, don’t go in there. You’ll be sad,” Mason warned her.

In the bedroom, Victor was in bed with another woman. “Paige!” he exclaimed, sitting up in bed. “It’s not what you think!”

“Do I look that stupid?”

The woman took her clothes and entered the bathroom, locking the door behind her.

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The ensuing confrontation was a whirlwind of tears, accusations, and heartbreak. Victor attempted to deny everything, relying on his charm. Paige knew that if she hadn’t seen it with her own eyes, she might have fallen for his lies.

“I have nothing else to say to you,” Paige said.

“What did you expect, Paige?” Victor asked.

The woman fled the house and Paige was left to confront the man she no longer knew.

“You’re never here,” he lashed out. “You’re never around. And when you’re home, you spend all your time on Mason or working. What about me?”

He tried to portray himself as a victim. “I need human contact, too,” he said. “And I don’t know what you get up to when you’re flying all over the country. I bet you’ve got stories, too.”

“No, Victor,” she said. “I’m not you. My vows meant something to me.”

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Eventually, Paige asked Victor to move out and filed for divorce. Reflecting on that conversation between him and Mason that she had overheard, Paige realized the signs were always there, but she tried to ignore them because she only saw the good in her soon to be ex-husband.

20 Prom Photos That Show What Graduates Looked Like When Phones Still Had Wires

Prom is an opportunity to feel like a real princess. Many girls prepare for it as if it were their wedding, choosing a special dress, makeup, and hairstyle long before the event. We think it’d be fun to see how graduates of different eras from around the world looked during their prom.

“My mom and the prom dress my grandmother made, 1965”

“Here’s my grandmother in the prom dress her mother made for her. This photo was probably taken in or around 1953.”

“My aunt and uncle at their prom, 1971 — she still looks amazing.”

“Prom 1959 to 2022: Grandma is still serving looks.”

“My parents at prom in 1992”

“Rocking into prom (1988)! I still laugh when looking at this photo.”

“My grandma, posing in her homemade prom dress in the mid-1940s”

“My mom and dad at their prom, 1986 — I will always want her dress.”

“My great-grandmother at her high school prom, I believe it was 1948.”

“My prom in 1993: the helmet hair, the sequins, the black pumps, the press-on nails”

“My grandma winning prom queen, May 1957”

“My grandmother’s senior prom photo, early 1960s”

“My grandparents at their prom (late 1940s) and on their wedding day (1950)”

“That time in 1989 when I was short and had a mullet, and my buddy took a soap star to prom.”

“My grandma, ready for prom, 1959 — she actually made that dress.”

“My mom’s prom, 1976”

“My grandparents at their senior prom in 1958 — I think they look so sharp!”

“Big hair prom, 1988 — thank gosh my hair didn’t catch on fire. It was so flammable!”

“My nana’s prom picture, circa 1942 — I inherited her lovely ginger locks.”

“My mom at her prom in 1973”

Speaking of the last century, we decided to recall what was happening back in 1989, when the Internet had just been invented

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