I started the recording of the hidden camera with trembling hands. A woman dressed in a bright pink suit appeared on the screen — young, attractive, with sparkling earrings and bold makeup. I immediately thought she was the mistress.
My husband approached her far too affectionately — they hugged like old, close friends, then began to talk excitedly. He smiled at her in a way he hadn’t smiled at me in months. My heart tightened.
I almost wanted to stop the recording — I didn’t want to see him betray me. But something kept me glued to the screen.
I thought my husband had a mistress and set up a hidden camera, but the reality turned out to be more frightening: it would have been better if he had cheated on me.
After a few minutes, their conversation dropped to a whisper. The woman in pink pulled a folder from her bag and showed my husband photographs — I could hardly believe what I was seeing. They were images of unknown people, with dates next to them and all sorts of strange notes. My husband analyzed them carefully, asked questions, and then they began to discuss details.
— This one talks too much, said the woman in pink. — We’d better eliminate him by the end of the month.
My husband nodded and jotted something down in a notebook.
I felt my blood run cold. They were discussing who should be killed, how to cover their tracks, how much it would cost, and who should be paid. Their sweet smiles, the casual jokes — everything suddenly turned into a nightmare.
I thought my husband had a mistress and set up a hidden camera, but the reality turned out to be more frightening: it would have been better if he had cheated on me.
At first, I suspected him of infidelity, but now I understood: it would have been better if it were just an affair. Because, in reality, he was complicit with that woman in pink, and together they were planning real crimes.
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