His Wife Called at 11PM and Exposed the Man I Loved

When I first met George, there was nothing to indicate that he was married—no ring on his finger, and he lived like a bachelor. When he proposed, I suspected he might have a girlfriend, but I decided to give it a chance and said yes, which marked the beginning of our tumultuous affair.

He was often there for me, and when he couldn’t be, he usually let me know in advance.

About five months into our relationship, I sensed something was off. Whenever we were together, a specific number would call him, and he would rush to wrap things up so he could get home. I asked him about it multiple times, but he always dismissed my concerns—until one night…

While he was asleep, that number called again. I picked up the phone and stepped into the bathroom to answer. As soon as I pressed ‘answer,’ a woman’s voice came through, saying, “It’s almost 11 PM, and every responsible married man should be with his family, but men like you shamelessly spend their nights with mistresses before heading home.”

I was speechless, terrified, and hung up. “George is married?”

I returned to where he was sleeping and asked, “George, are you married?” He looked at me, confused, and replied, “How did you come to that conclusion? What have you seen or heard?” I handed him his phone and said, “Your wife called… she wants you home.”

He panicked at the mention of his wife. Checking his call log and realizing I was serious, he asked, “What did she say?” I remained silent. He kept pressing for an answer until he finally said, “It’s unfortunate to find out this way. I meant to tell you but couldn’t find the courage…”

“So, you are married?”

“Yes, but my marriage is nearly over.”

“Why didn’t you tell me from the start?”

“I couldn’t bear the thought of you saying no to me…”

I started sobbing. I had remained calm throughout, but my heart was breaking. I didn’t want to lose George, and discovering he was married was devastating.

He left that night, and I told him never to come back. But he did return, hoping to explain the complexities of his marriage and why he believed I was the right woman for him, promising that he would soon get a divorce so we could be together.

I knew he was lying, but the hopeful part of me wanted to believe him. “Yes, he’s married, but he treats me better than any single guy I’ve ever met,” I reassured myself. So we resumed our relationship.

Things felt normal between us. Although I didn’t ask about the progress of his divorce, he felt compelled to keep me updated. One day he told me, “I’ve informed my parents about my intention to leave my wife.” The next day, he said, “My wife brought her family to plead with me not to divorce her.” He continued to share updates and explanations.

Then one morning, I received a message from him: “My wife is getting angry. She has taken your number from my phone and will call you. Don’t answer.” I replied, “She knows about me? How is that possible?”

He didn’t respond, but I resolved not to answer her calls. For an entire week, she called me repeatedly, but I ignored her. She sent messages that I deleted without reading. I didn’t want to hear what she had to say, fearing it might hurt too much and provoke a reaction. To avoid conflict, I chose silence.

After that morning message, I didn’t hear from George for a week. He wasn’t answering my calls or texts. I grew anxious, fearing something terrible had happened to him. I kept trying to reach him, but there was no response.

I visited his office, only to be told he wasn’t there. I sensed he was avoiding me. That’s when I realized he didn’t want to see me anymore.

While he ignored my calls, his wife continued to call me daily, and I didn’t answer.

One morning around 4:27 AM, I received a call from George’s wife. I watched the phone ring, torn between wanting to answer and fearing what she might say. Just as the call was about to end, I picked up.

“Good morning, young woman,” she said. Before I could respond, she continued, “I didn’t stop calling because I knew you’d eventually answer. I’m George’s wife, and I believe you already know that. I know who you are to him, but I hold nothing against you. He has lied to you just as he has lied to me since we got married. You’re new to this; don’t let someone like George control your life. He’s selfish and only cares about what he can take, not what he can give. I’ve told this to four other women involved with him. I don’t know if they’ll listen, but if you do, you’ll save yourself in the end.”

I was speechless, overwhelmed. All I could do was sob and respond with “Yes, ma’am” to everything she said. After she finished speaking, I felt compelled to explain myself, but she interrupted, saying, “Don’t worry, dear. You don’t need to explain anything. I’m leaving him soon, but don’t become his next victim.”

Once she hung up, I lost control. I cried and hit myself in frustration, thinking, “How could I do this to such a kind woman?” I should have walked away when I had the chance, but I was selfish and heartless.

Gradually, I began to piece my life back together, but I never forgot her words: “You’re new; don’t leave your life in the hands of someone like George.” But who or what is “someone like George?”

Now, everything that isn’t good for me is labeled as George. I’ve learned to reclaim my life from anything or anyone that holds me back. The old me is gone, and I’m now a woman determined to escape all ‘Georges,’ thanks to one woman who forgave my mistakes and saved me with her compassionate words.

-Firyari  
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