I (35M) have been married with my wife (30F) for around three years.
We got to know each other a few years before our marriage via a dating app, she is from the Philippines and was working in the hospitality industry and I am a locally born and bred Malay.
Wife told me that she was pregnant
Last year, my wife told me that she was pregnant and I was over the moon.
I had always wanted to have a child and my parents were also looking forward to their grandchildren.
What would have been a happy ending turned out to be something which kept me suspicious for the longest time.
Her pregnancy soon descended into me suspecting that my wife had cheated on me
Soon after, my daughter was born.
As I gazed at my newborn daughter, I felt a deep sense of betrayal. For the first time in my life, I suspected my wife had cheated on me.
It all began when I noticed how different our daughter’s complexion appeared compared to mine and my wife’s.
Our daughter was fair, while my wife and I are both dark-skinned. We both come from Filipino and Malay cultures, so I was sure our baby should have taken after us.
But instead she was fair, and my suspicion grew.
I confronted her and found out the truth
I decided to confront my wife about my suspicions, but she denied any involvement with anyone else. I didn’t know what to think or believe. How could this have happened?
My wife had been working as a server at a high-class bar in Singapore. I had imagined the worst possible scenario—that she had been hanging around rich men and had cheated on me. I was so angry and hurt.
I was determined to find out the truth, so I began to investigate. After some digging, I discovered that one of the men she served at her workplace was quite chummy with her.
While I initially brushed it off as her just entertaining him for the sake of not offending her customers, it didn’t seem like it after more observation.
I caught him sending her home and them kissing right under my block eventually.
It was then that I finally began to understand what had happened. My wife had been having an affair with this man. The realization hurt more than I ever imagined, and I felt so betrayed. I wanted to confront her, but I was also afraid of what might happen if I did.
Decided to let it go to save our marriage
In the end, I chose to forgive her. I also wanted to save our marriage, and I knew that confronting her would only push her away.
So I made the decision to keep my suspicions to myself and look past it. I would never forget what had happened, but I wanted to move on.
I’m still not sure if I made the right choice, but I’m trying to make the best of the situation.