My wife cheated on me right after our first child was born. It happened when I traveled to my hometown in 2023. I was there for seven months, and that gave her the freedom to engage in that ungodly act. I saw the signs and asked questions, but she accused me of being insecure. Later, I saw some nudes she had exchanged with this person. She swore heaven and earth it was a mistake and that nothing happened. As a loving husband and a father to our new child, I decided to let things go and protect my marriage.

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I returned from China not long ago and again went to visit my people in the Volta region. When they saw me, they were very happy and even poured libation to welcome me home. After the libation, an old man asked if I was married and I said yes. He asked if I had kids, and I said yes. He asked me to mention the names of the kids and I did. He didn’t say anything again, just stares and silence.

We currently have a two-month-old child, so the kids are two now. When I came back to Accra, I went to the bank to withdraw money for the outdooring ceremony of the second child. I got home and saw my wife in a weird mood—somewhere between discomfort and restlessness. She was jumpy and couldn’t look me in the face.

I asked what the problem was and she told me, “I’m no longer comfortable. There’s something worrying me. I need to confess.”

I sat still and affectionately told her to tell me what the confession was about. She said, “You remember the issue we fought about in 2023, about the nudes and suspicion?”

I nodded my head.

“You were right. He’s my ex who showed up along the line but trust me, it happened only once. It happened a few months after the first child was born.”

I screamed, “What!”

I don’t know how my hand got raised and landed on her cheek. I was blinded by fury and was incapable of thinking straight. I slapped her before I knew I had done it. I’m not proud of it, but it had happened. This got me thinking about what happened in my hometown and the questions the man asked me.

My ancestors wanted me to know the truth, and they chose to reveal it to me the way they did. I think I’ve moved on. If the mother of my first child can decide to do this to me, what else can’t she do? Or what hasn’t she done already?

I suspected it. The truth was right before my eyes, but I forgave her. I don’t know how often these ancestors will keep fighting for me, and I know staying with her can drain me emotionally and spiritually, but at the same time, she is the mother of my beautiful girls. And now I’m left asking myself, what do I do?

—Agblometi

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