I tried to get revenge on my ch*ating wife, but accidentally ended up k*lling her boyfriend…(1/3)

I didn’t mean to do it.

Things weren’t supposed to go this way.

It was a total accident.

I’m not sure what to do right now.

Please Reddit hive mind tell me what to do.

Let me explain the situation….

One Sunday night in March of 2023, I found out my wife had been cheating on me for years.

I (37m) had just bought my wife Stacy (34f) a new iPad for her birthday.

She was very happy with the gift and I was helping her get it set up and synced to her apple account.

She went to take a shower and left the iPad open. I heard a bunch of notifications so I checked and saw that all her messages were backed up to the iPad.

Seconds later she received a new message from someone named “Gracie”. I knew of Gracie as she was my wife’s gym friend.

For context, in 2021 when covid restrictions lightened up my wife and I joined the gym.

We would go in the morning but then I eventually had to stop due to work.

She continued to go and currently goes 3-4 times a week consistently. Eventually she mentioned that she made a friend named Gracie.

She normally has trouble connecting with other women so I was happy she made a new friend.

I never met her, but she goes to the gym with her all the time. They have even taken occasional “girls trips”.

Over the years, my wife’s figure has improved greatly.

Her butt is bigger and more firm.

Her waistline is more slim. She even has a 6 pack now.

I’m very average looking in comparison. I’m not fit but not overweight.

I’m 5’8. Slightly balding but I thought I looked ok.

The text from Gracie read “I pulled a muscle last time. Tomorrow it’s your turn to get on top ;)”.

I was stunned.

My gut reaction was that they were having sex but my wife is absolutely straight.

I wasn’t sure what to think but before I can screen shot the text my wife started coming out of the shower. I quickly turned off the iPad and went to bed. I couldn’t sleep at all that night.

I was hoping

I misunderstood the text. Maybe they were stretching?

Maybe it was during their yoga class? I was praying it wasn’t what I was thinking.

Our relationship hasn’t been perfect but I thought it was good.

We’re both firm on being child free. We have semi regular sex (about twice a week on weekends unless we’re tired). We don’t argue over anything.

We’ve been married for 5 years, together for 10. I cook and clean for us since she works long hours as a night shift nurse (3pm – 3am).

I work morning shift as an engineer (5am – 2pm) so we don’t see each other much except for weekends when we’re both off.

I decided that night that I wanted to see for myself what was up. I got up at 4am like normal and got ready for work.

I then left in my car and parked down the street from our home. I called off to do this. She normally went to the gym around 8 am every Monday – Thursday.

Like clock work, she left around 750 am.

I followed behind her from a distance. She drove about 15 minutes away to some random neighborhood and pulled into the driveway of a house I didn’t recognize. There was a lime green 67 mustang parked in front of the garage.

I saw her get out and walk up to the door. What I saw after really stayed in my mind. A man opened the door.

He was about 6 foot 2, totally jacked and had a thick beard. He looked like he was a lumber jack or something. She hugged him and went inside.

I felt like throwing up.

I was trying to rationalize what I just saw. Hugging him doesn’t necessarily mean she’s sleeping with him but it doesn’t look good either. I stayed in my car and waited for her to come out.

She didn’t leave the house until around 12 pm. Her hair was a mess. Her clothes were wrinkled like they were taken off and thrown around.

Her face was flush like she just had a long work out.

They hugged again and she drove off home. I noted the address down and stated there for a bit.

I stayed in my car and drove around for a few hours until it was time to go home. We normally see each other for a brief 20 minutes each afternoon before she goes to work.

She acted normal the whole time. I asked about her gym work out and she said the typical stuff about how yoga and zumba classes were brutal.

I was heartbroken but wanted to be absolutely sure. I followed her again every day that week and she did everything the exact same.

She went to this house every morning, the dude would answer and hug her, then she’d spend a few hours each day with him and leave roughly the same time.

That was enough evidence for me so I decided to leave her. I contacted a divorce lawyer and explained the situation. He told me that because I make more money than her and that I have no actual proof of infidelity, at best the process will end with her taking half of all my assets.

I was pissed so I came up with a plan: transfer all my assets to my brother, sabotage her birth control, catch her in the act (and take recordings) and then kick her ass out.

I spent the next year slowly transferring all my assets to my brother. My name was on the deed to the house so I transferred it him. I emptied my personal bank account and wired it to him.

I own both cars so now they were his. After her last period a few weeks ago, I swapped her birth control pills with similar looking pills. I also haven’t had sex with her since then as well.

That all lead to tonight.

The last part of my plan was to catch her in the act. I couldn’t access her phone or iPad since they were password protected. So I bought 3 small cameras off Amazon and planned on installing them on the outside of the windows of that dudes house.

I drove to his house around 8 pm.

I dressed in black pants, black gloves and a black hoodie. I brought a back pack with the cameras and a crow bar. I didn’t see the mustang in the drive way so I figured he wasn’t home.

I snuck to the back of the house looking for the bedroom window.

I found it but noticed the window was slightly open. I looked inside and didn’t see anything so I decided to plant the cameras inside the house instead. I opened the window with the crow bar and let myself inside the room.

I took off my back pack, took out the cameras and placed the crow bar on the floor.

I planted the first camera in a potted plant he had in the corner of the room.

The second camera was placed in the closet (with the door slightly opened enough for view). I couldn’t decide what to do with the last camera though. There wasn’t any good areas to place it.

Eventually I decided toplace it behind the TV over looking the bed. Once I placed it, I hear the door open behind me and hear the words “what the hell!?!?”.

He lunged at me and pinned me to the ground. He was holding onto one of my arms while I used the other to push him off me.

He yelled ” you chose the wrong house to steal from dipshit!” Iyelled to get off me but he proceeded to punch me instead.

I was reaching out my free hand looking for anything to use and felt the crow bar so I grab it and swing .

I got him directly on the chin and see him fall down. As he fell, his head ended up hitting the corner of his bed and I heard a cracking sound. Suddenly there was a pool of blood and a motion less body.

I was terrified.

I tried checking for a pulse but didn’t feel anything. I quickly grabbed my back pack and the crow bar and got the hell out of there.

I then went to the woods 10 minutes away and buried my clothes and the crow bar. I’m now home trying to figure out what to do next.

I need help. Please I didn’t mean to do that. Should I call the cops?

Hello all.

It’s been a crazy day.

So much has happened since my post last night so I’m mainly writing this update to collect all my thoughts on the matter.

I’ll continue from last night.

After my post, I stayed in bed thinking about what had just happened.

The image of him lying on the floor motionless in a pool of his blood made me nauseous.

But admittedly it also made me a bit happy knowing that my wife’s cheating partner was gone.

I had a small bruise on my face from where he punched me.

I put a bandage over it for now and went back to bed.

Eventually my wife came home from work around 330am.

She walked into the room and saw I was awake so she greeted me.

I asked about her day and we chatted a bit.

She saw my bandage and asked what happened. I made up a story about tripping when i got home.

She continued to chat about her day. I wasn’t really paying attention.

She threw her phone on the bed and went to brush her teeth before sleeping.

Her phone started ringing. When I looked at who was calling my eyes almost popped out of my skull. Gracie was calling…

My wife picked up the phone and it sounded like a hysterical woman was shouting at my wife.

I couldn’t make out exactly what was said but all the color left my wife’s face.

The phone call ended and she, in a very panicked tone, told me to drive her to Gracies house.

I was speechless at first.

What does she mean “Gracies house”? I thought gracie was a dude. I thought he was dead.

What the hell is happening here??

I asked “Gracies house?

Did something happen?”

“She called and I couldn’t make everything out, but she said something has happened to Paul and she called an ambulance. We need to go over right away.” She said as she was getting ready quickly.

I thought for a moment and asked “who’s paul?”

“She’s Gracie’s husband.”

Once that left her lips, my heart felt like it was going to explode out of my chest. Gracie is real?!?!

She had a husband??

Was that the dude I accidentally killed? But if it was, why was she going to her house instead of the gym? My mind was racing.

Nevertheless I composed myself and we started to drive over to her house.

My wife gave me directions and we continued to talk on the way.

“What is happening with Gracie?” I asked.

“When we both got off tonight, she went home and was looking around for Paul.

When she walked into the bedroom, she found him lying on the floor.”

Something she said caught my attention. “What do you mean ‘when we both got off tonight’?”

” I mean when we both got off our shift tonight. She works at the hospital with me.”

“Wait since when?!” I couldn’t hold back my confusion .

“We’ve been working together for the past 2 years.

I got her a job as a nurse at my hospital after she was fired from her previous hospital. I told you all this before.”

I should mention that ever since they started going to the gym together, she has NOT STOPPED talking about Gracie.

She mentions her all the time and after a while I just started tuning it out. But apparently she was a nurse at another hospital but lost her job in 2022 and Stacy referred her to her hospital.

They work the same shift together.