Revenge against a cheating husband: hatred and pain?

I am 32 years old and once had a happy family with a successful and exemplary husband and a bright, handsome son. But all of that is "in the past." Because the husband I loved so much has betrayed me, having an affair with his own subordinate.

My husband and I were each other's first love, dating for five years and overcoming countless obstacles before finally getting married. When we first got married, we faced financial difficulties and overcame many hardships together. But when he became more successful and financially secure, he cheated on me and betrayed our family.

The day I found out he had a mistress, with all the evidence in my hands, I was devastated, heartbroken, and so resentful that I almost committed suicide. But looking at my innocent child, I felt immense pity, and so I gritted my teeth and endured it.

Betrayal in love can drastically change a person. The woman I once was, so vulnerable and vulnerable, is now filled with hatred, calculation, and cruelty.

I swallowed my tears and secretly planned my revenge against my husband.

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The first thing I did was set up a secret fund; I needed to ensure my child and I had sufficient financial security before I no longer needed him. I asked my husband to buy insurance for our child, citing the need to provide the best conditions for our child's development. Of course, he agreed immediately, without a second thought.

For two years, I lived a life of scheming, outwardly pretending not to know, continuing to act like a good wife, and I amassed a considerable sum of money.

The next step in my plan was to have someone buy some medicine, intending to trick my husband into taking it. This medicine, if taken for just about a month, would permanently strip him of his masculinity. Let's see if he'll still cheat on me. I have enough evidence of his infidelity; I just need to send it to his workplace. Let's see if he still has the nerve to go to work. If he dares to betray me, I will ruin his reputation.

I lied to my husband, telling him it was a tonic, very good for bones and joints. I soaked it in alcohol, and every day I poured him a small glass to drink before bed. I did this regularly for four consecutive days...

To be honest, my plan was almost successful, just one step away, but suddenly I felt terrible guilt. I suddenly felt so cruel, and my husband, though hateful, was also truly pitiable.

Every time my husband raises his glass to his lips, I want to jump up and knock it over. I'm tormented to the point of madness.

What should I do now? Am I being too cruel? But he betrayed me, and he deserves this punishment. I hate him so much, but I'm also in so much pain... Should I continue or stop?

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