My Brother Made My Life Miserable, Then Knocked Up My Wife. Now He…

Karen admitted she didn’t know if the child was mine or David’s and with no way to prove it she chose to stay with me knowing I was the more dependable brother. This was why we got married.

My world felt like it was crashing down. The son I loved might not even be mine.

I asked Karen if she had been sleeping with David recently and she slowly nodded. She revealed that they had always stayed in touch because their chemistry was undeniable.

They would sneak off to hotels lying to me about working overtime. She admitted that half of her business trips were actually romantic getaways with him.

I asked why she married me if she wanted my brother and Karen said she didn’t want to be the one to break off the marriage. She saw me as a wonderful father to our son and decided to stay.

In her words “she made a mistake and didn’t know when to stop”

I told Karen I was glad she told me the truth but that I was going to pack up and leave. She started crying asking for forgiveness and expected me to yell at her.

Instead I calmly packed my clothes. Karen insisted that “if I loved her I should fight for her and that mistakes happen in every marriage”

When she realized I wasn’t going to do anything she changed tactics saying “our son would be affected by a divorce and that children shouldn’t be raised in broken homes”

I reminded her that I might not even be the father which made her cry more and accuse me of being cruel. It seemed like she believed nothing could make me want to leave the marriage.

Perhaps it was partly my fault for letting things slide in the past. While I did love her it felt more like it stemmed from thinking we had a son together and had been together since college.

Karen kept insisting it wasn’t too late to fix things but I struggled to believe her and had no patience left. Trust was a major issue and her words felt hollow.

Even if I forgave her I could never forget she slept with my brother. I’ve always believed in forgiving mistakes because we’re all flawed but this was beyond acceptable limits.

I left her crying on the doorstep and checked into a hotel. The next day I went straight to my parents and revealed everything about my wife’s affair with David explaining how they had been secretly sleeping together for years.

The shock on their faces was undeniable. True to her nature my mother initially tried to defend David insisting that “her boy could never do such a thing to his own brother”

Determined to expose the truth I asked my parents to remain silent and let me call David in front of them. I instructed them to stay quiet so I could catch David off guard making him believe it was a private conversation.

When David answered the phone I confronted him about the affair. At first he vehemently denied it refusing to accept any responsibility.

However when I told him that Karen had admitted to everything he started blaming her calling her characterless. He claimed it wasn’t his fault if women were attracted to him and that he was the better-looking brother.

I told him firmly that I would expose him to everyone. When David mocked me saying “no one would believe me because he was The Golden Child” I scoffed at his arrogance and thanked him for confirming the truth knowing our parents had heard everything.

David went quiet and then spluttered trying to explain himself and salvage his image. My mother still in shock demanded an explanation from David.

He stuttered through a feeble attempt to justify his actions blaming everyone else but himself and desperately trying to shift the blame onto Karen. I could see my mother who had once been protective of her favored son now felt a mix of disappointment and anger.

In that charged moment I felt a strange sense of vindication. For years I had endured David’s torment now the truth was out and the roles were reversed.

It was David who stood exposed his actions laid bare for everyone to see. As David’s words faltered my father usually reserved in his expressions couldn’t contain his disappointment.

He asked me to pass him the phone and began to speak to David.

“David” my father began his voice laden with disappointment “what you’ve done isn’t just a betrayal of your brother but a betrayal of this family”

“You slept with your brother’s wife and continued the affair even after they were married. Your actions have severe consequences and have irreversibly shattered the trust we had in you”

“I raised both of you to value family loyalty and decency. What you’ve shown today defies everything I’ve tried to teach you”

He paused letting the weight of his words sink into David’s conscience.

“Your disregard for your brother’s feelings and the lack of respect for his marriage are unacceptable. You’ve not only hurt him but also torn apart the bonds that hold our family together”

“Your mother and I are partly to blame for what you’ve become but we will no longer tolerate this behavior. From today you’re cut off from the college funds I set up for you”

“You’ll have to figure out how to pay your university fees on your own. I will also stop funding your lifestyle. Do you think it makes you more of a man to sleep with married women? Let’s see how you manage without my money”

Throughout this I maintained a composed demeanor although I initially wanted to scream at David. Watching my dad punish him was the ultimate vindication.

I had exposed his true nature and it was clear he had underestimated the consequences. My mother despite David’s persistent protests continued to justify him but my father swiftly ended the call shutting down David’s attempts to explain away his actions.

Afterward my mom approached me and hugged me. It had been a long time since we shared such a moment but in that embrace there was an unspoken understanding and support amid the family turmoil.

She apologized for not believing me all this time. My 14-year-old self could never have imagined this moment being vindicated and embraced by my mother.

Following this my dad helped me find a good lawyer to divorce Karen. She and her lawyer tried to fight dirty asking for alimony since I earned more than her but her affair played heavily in my favor.

We also conducted a paternity test and it was confirmed that David was indeed the father of the child. The news was incredibly painful even worse than discovering Karen’s infidelity.

I was furious that the son I had loved and raised wasn’t mine. However I decided to stay strong.

Karen begged me to continue visiting my son arguing he shouldn’t be punished for the situation but I couldn’t bear to see him. He reminded me too much of David and I hated it.

After my divorce was finalized I felt a sense of freedom wash over me as I moved into my own bachelor pad. It felt surreal to live alone since I had married so young and never really had the chance to experience independence.

However my naturally independent nature allowed me to quickly adapt to my new lifestyle and I thoroughly enjoyed it.

Two weeks ago my dad called to tell me he was considering changing his will because he didn’t want to leave anything to David. My dad is incredibly stubborn and once he decided to cut David out of his life he stuck to it.