Mystery story 13/03/2025 17:10

I Attended My Husband's Office Party for the First Time, but I Never Expected to See His Other 'Wife' There

When Jennifer stumbled upon an email inviting her husband to a glamorous New Year's party with a plus-one allowed, her curiosity was piqued. But what she uncovered at the event shattered her trust, setting the stage for an unexpected twist of fate.

 

The laptop pinged, interrupting the movie we were watching. Oliver had just gone to the bathroom, leaving his laptop open on the coffee table.

An open laptop | Source: Pexels

An open laptop | Source: Pexels

I glanced at the screen, the glowing subject line catching my eye.

"Dear Mr. Oliver,

We are happy to announce the New Year party is coming up! Dress code: White Party. You may bring your plus-one (your wife). Address…"

A shocked woman looking at her laptop | Source: Pexels

A shocked woman looking at her laptop | Source: Pexels

 

I blinked, rereading the email. His company never allowed plus-ones. Never. I couldn't count the number of times I had heard him complain about it. Yet, there it was in black and white—plus-one (your wife).

When Oliver came back, I tried to play it cool, though my curiosity was bubbling. "Your office is throwing a New Year's party?" I asked casually.

An excited woman looking at her laptop | Source: Pexels

An excited woman looking at her laptop | Source: Pexels

"Oh, yeah," he replied, picking up his laptop and closing it before I could say more. "Nothing big. Just the usual end-of-year stuff."

"Can I come?" I asked, tilting my head and smiling.

He froze for half a second before brushing it off. "No, they don't allow guests. It's more of a work event."

 

I frowned. "But the email said—"

A frowning woman on the couch | Source: Pexels

A frowning woman on the couch | Source: Pexels

"They don't, Jen. Trust me." His tone was clipped, and he didn't meet my eyes. "Anyway, I'll just be working that night. No big deal."

That was the first time I felt something strange. Oliver always worked late or traveled for business, so I had gotten used to him being away. I trusted him, because that's what you do in a marriage. But this time, his response felt… off.

A suspicious woman | Source: Pexels

A suspicious woman | Source: Pexels

 

New Year's Eve arrived, and I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting my white dress. Curiosity had gnawed at me for days. Why didn't he want me at the party? Was he embarrassed? Hiding something?

"Happy New Year, Jen!" he called as he grabbed his coat, giving me a quick kiss on the cheek.

"Happy New Year," I replied, watching him leave.

A man putting on his coat | Source: Midjourney

A man putting on his coat | Source: Midjourney

As soon as the door clicked shut, I grabbed my purse and headed out.

The hotel where the party was held glowed like a jewel in the night. The lobby was decorated with silver streamers, twinkling lights, and elegant floral arrangements. Guests in sparkling white outfits mingled, laughter and conversation filling the air. I felt both nervous and determined as I approached the reception desk.

 
A woman in a hotel | Source: Midjourney

A woman in a hotel | Source: Midjourney

"Name, please?" the manager asked with a polite smile, glancing up from his clipboard.

"Jennifer. I'm Oliver's wife," I said confidently.

His smile faltered for a moment, and he looked down at his list, then back up at me. Then, he laughed. "Nice try!"

"I'm Jennifer," I repeated. "Oliver's wife."

A woman at a reception desk | Source: Midjourney

A woman at a reception desk | Source: Midjourney

 

The manager's expression turned awkward. "Oh… uh…" He hesitated, then cleared his throat. "I think there's been some confusion. Oliver already checked in… with his plus-one. His real wife."

My chest tightened. "What?"

"Yes, he arrived about 30 minutes ago. They always arrive together, I've seen them many times." He winced slightly, as if bracing for my reaction.

"I'm his wife," I said sharply, the words feeling heavy on my tongue.

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