After the conversation with my wife regarding revealing her affair to my son and daughter, we decided to address it that night after dinner. We sent our youngest daughter to her room and gathered my son and oldest daughter at the dining table.
I began by explaining to my kids that their mother was the reason behind my initial desire for a divorce, but we were presently working toward reconciliation; to achieve this, she needed to confess her actions.
Then it was my wife's turn to speak. It took her a while to find her words, and tears streamed down her face as my children watched in curiosity. Whether her emotions were genuine or a performance, it was painful to witness. Perhaps she was attempting to soften the impact by evoking sympathy—that's what I thought.
She began by expressing her disappointment in herself and how she had embarrassed herself and made a huge mistake by engaging in an inappropriate relationship with Jason. The room fell silent as I glanced at my children to gauge their reactions. She kept her head down in shame, avoiding eye contact with my kids and me.
As soon as she admitted this, my daughter's jaw dropped, and my son erupted in a fit of angry expletives. He abruptly stood up and stormed off to his bedroom, slamming the door behind him.