Every evening, when my husband returned from work, he seemed unusually content and well-fed, which initially didn’t raise any alarms. However, as time passed, I noticed our joint account showed no deductions for daily lunches, sparking my suspicions. My mind raced with thoughts of infidelity, but the truth was far more complex. This is the story of how I discovered my husband’s secret life, not through a mistress, but through his deceit about his employment.