I was once the perfect housewife everyone envied—successful husband, well-behaved children, a harmonious and beautiful family. Until that day when I witnessed my husband kissing another woman. Years of marital trust collapsed in an instant.

When Jack the plumber walked into my home to fix a leaking sink, I never imagined what would happen. His blue eyes were the only light in my dark marriage. Our hands accidentally touched under the sink, and in that moment, an electric feeling broke through my defenses.

"Does your husband know how beautiful you are?" he whispered near my ear.

That afternoon, when I leaned in to kiss his lips, I was no longer the perfect housewife. On the marble countertop in my kitchen, I betrayed my marriage, yet found myself for the first time.

I never thought revenge could taste so sweet.

The Perfect Housewife's Secret Lover

Stella's POV
In the days that followed, I became a perfect actress. I prepared elaborate dinners, kept the house spotless, and nodded along with Theo. Meanwhile, I photocopied all financial documents, documented his suspicious behavior, and began planning my independent life.
Every time I watched ...

Chapter 5