My Wife’s Best Friend Mocked Her behind Her Back, So I Decided to Teach Her a Harsh Lesson. My wife’s closest friend invited her over for a nice meal, but that evening would show us who she truly was.
She spoke some of the most horrible things about my wife that I overheard, and you won’t believe the retaliation I planned. This lady could never meddle with the people I love, I had to prove to her. My name is Jake. Meg has been my wife for more than five years, and we have a wonderful relationship. Together, we’ve experienced a lot, most notably battling infertility.
We had supper with few friends about a month ago, including Bethany, our maid of honor and Meg’s best friend. There was a good amount of laughter and catching up during the evening.I leaned over to Meg as the night wore on and whispered, “I think we should go out shortly. We must adhere to our treatment plan.” Meg smiled a little and nodded. “You’re accurate. Let’s say our farewells. We said to our friends, “Sorry to cut it short, but we have an early appointment tomorrow,” as we excused ourselves.
We thought the evening had ended well when Bethany and the others cheerfully bid us farewell and we left the restaurant. I had no idea that it was only the beginning.After we left, I discovered my phone was still at the restaurant. I cried out, nervously checking my pockets, “Oh no, I left my phone.”Meg gave me a worried look. “Do you want me to go with you?” I gave a headshake. “Go home, please. I’ll get right on it.”My phone was on the table as I quickly made my way back to the restaurant.
I heard Bethany talking to another acquaintance just as I reached for it.“Oh gosh, did you see Meg?” Bethany scoffed. She is really pitiful! For what does she wish? As soon as I wink at Jake, I have a feeling he will come crawling towards me. I could give him a healthy child, at least.
She’s simply unclean.” My mouth dropped to the ground. How was she able to say that? I’d never give Meg up for this nasty gal. Though I came close to losing it, I didn’t lose it there. Rather, I determined that Bethany need a more severe awakening. I therefore devised a scheme.
I became extra nice to Bethany the following time we all got together. “Hey Bethany, you look amazing tonight,” I said with a smile.She chuckled, obviously loving the spotlight. “Many thanks, Jake! You’ve got a knack for making girls feel unique.” I started texting her periodically and chuckled at her jokes.
I messaged Bethany and included a humorous meme, saying, “Hey Bethany, saw this and thought of you.”It didn’t take long for her to start flirting back, since I wanted her to believe she was winning me over. Jake, you’re very charming. Perhaps we ought to get together more regularly,” she answered.I pretended to be enthralled with her charm as I went along.
I increased it during the ensuing weeks. I made sure to pay Bethany more attention when we were out with friends, and I sent her some beautiful notes.One night, after laughing at one of her stories, I observed, “Bethany, you always have the best stories.” She grinned, obviously loving the attention. Do you agree, Jake? It appears that I do have a talent for it. Meg, meantime, was unaware of what was happening; I didn’t want to offend her by telling her about Bethany’s hurtful remarks just yet.
“How’s Bethany doing?” she would inquire. She seemed to be really content recently.”I would answer with a smile, “Yes, she has been in a good mood.” It must be everyone’s entire focus.”Bethany finally gave in and proposed that we get together alone.
She felt as though she had me completely under control. “Hey Jake, when would you like to grab coffee? One day, she texted, “Just the two of us.” Knowing that now was the ideal moment to reveal the big secret, I consented. Yes, Bethany. What about that tiny coffee shop downtown on Friday?” I answered.She was flirtatious and all smiles when we first met. She said, “Hey Jake,” her eyes glimmering. “I’m so glad you could make it.”
Naturally, Bethany. With a lovely smile, I said, “I’ve been looking forward to it.” I pretended to be even more engaged during our coffee date, giving her the impression that she was winning me over. “You know, Bethany, I’ve been thinking about you a lot lately,” I leaned a little closer.
She seemed happy, blushing. “Oh my goodness? She inquired, twisting a strand of hair around her finger, “What have you been thinking?” “How amazing you are. How enjoyable it is to be in your presence,” I answered, observing her as she absorbed the praise. Over the course of the weeks, Bethany began to make suggestions about their future together.
One day she stated, “Jake, you deserve someone who can give you everything you want.”I sensed that things needed to get serious. I pretended to be talking to her about our “relationship” when I invited her to a lavish supper. “Let’s have a wonderful dinner, Bethany. I stated in a serious tone, “I want to talk about us.
She was obviously expecting a big occasion when she arrived, dressed to the nines. “Jake, you look amazing,” she exclaimed, eagerly opening her eyes. We sat down, and I started my usual complimenting routine. “You look stunning tonight, Bethany,” I replied.“Thank you, Jake,” she answered.
I dropped the bombshell just as she appeared to be reveling in her victory. “Bethany, do you recall what you said about Meg that evening at the restaurant? concerning her infertile and pitiful nature?” I leaned closer and asked. Her complexion become pallid. “What are you talking about, Jake?”“I heard everything that you said,” I answered in response. “You made fun of my wife, who I adore, behind her back. Did you really think that I would be fooled by your smug, cunning act? You’re not correct.
Meg and I would never swap places with someone as callous and deceitful as you.” Bethany’s shocked expression gave way to one of rage. “You played me?” I smirked and leaned back, saying, “Damn right, I did.” “Everyone will now be aware of who you really are. Meg won’t be in your life again. I will ensure it.”
Her eyes blazed with rage as she snarled, “You… you’re a monster!”“No, Bethany. You are,” I said reassuringly. “And now, you’ll face the consequences of your actions.” Feeling humiliated and enraged, Bethany walked out of the restaurant. Meg was there to greet me home; she had known about the plan from the start.
“How did it go?” she enquired, her eyes full of concern. “Better than I expected,” I hugged her back. “She’s not going to bother us anymore.” We bonded even more throughout our lengthy conversation about what had transpired. However, it pained that my wife had to deal with this kind of deceit.I held her tight and murmured, “I’m so sorry you had to go through this, Meg.” “Jake, it’s not your fault.
“I’m happy that we managed it together,” she grinned back at me. It was a satisfying fallout. Though Bethany made an effort to repair her reputation, knowledge of what she had said and done rapidly got out. Her network of friends dwindled considerably and she lost a lot of them. One day, Meg said, “She got what she deserved,” with a tone of satisfaction.
“Yes, she did,” I acknowledged. “And we’re stronger than ever because of it.” Together, Meg and I carried on with our trip, stronger than before. We were confident that, working together, we could overcome any obstacles we encountered. What is the lesson in this instance? Don’t tamper with those I hold dear. You never know when karma will find you, especially when you least expect it.
I appreciate everyone who has read. Remain resilient, defend those you love, and never allow abuse to go unpunished. Should you have believed that this was a callous plan of retaliation, you would be shocked by what Megan did when she discovered her fiancé was having an extramarital affair with her closest friend!
She was invited to their wedding, as if things could not get much worse, but she had a scheme to sabotage their joyous day.Though it has been romanticized for artistic purposes, this work draws inspiration from actual individuals and events. For reasons of privacy protection and story improvement, names, characters, and details have been changed.
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