My Husband Took His Female Colleague to My Inherited Lake House for ‘Business Trips’ — But He Had No Idea I’d Already Installed Cameras

I never imagined installing hidden cameras in my own lake house, but my husband Luke’s frequent “business trips” and a neighbor’s odd call raised suspicions. For seven years, I thought our marriage was perfect—supportive, synchronized, enviable. But my demanding job as a Chicago editor distracted me from the warning signs. When Mr. Jensen mentioned a man at my inherited Wisconsin lake house, where Luke had no key, my stomach dropped. Luke was supposedly in Philadelphia.

The next weekend, I drove to the lake house and found clues: a wine glass with lipstick, an unfamiliar blanket, blonde hair in the drain, and a receipt for two. Heartbroken but determined, I installed cameras. Soon, footage confirmed Luke with a blonde woman in my sanctuary. I confronted him with a slideshow of the evidence, handed him divorce papers, and threatened to expose him. He left defeated. That night, I realized my worth, trusting my gut and reclaiming my peace.