Everyone in the neighborhood admired Jason and Brenda. To the world, they looked like the perfect couple. Jason was tall, handsome, and charming. He carried himself like a devoted husband, always holding Brenda’s hand in public, opening the car door for her, and smiling as if she was the only woman in his life.

Brenda, on the other hand, was graceful, hardworking, and deeply in love with her husband. She had no reason to suspect that behind Jason’s perfect smile hid a dark secret. Inside their beautiful home, there was another silent witness. Their maid, Betty. Betty had been working for the couple for 3 years. She respected Brenda deeply because she treated her kindly, never shouting or humiliating her the way some bosses did.

But Betty carried a heavy secret in her heart, one that made her restless every night. She knew something Brenda didn’t know. Something that could destroy her happy world. Whenever Brenda traveled for business or family visits, Jason would bring women into the house. Not just anywhere, but into his own matrimonial home, the same bed he shared with Brenda.

The last time Brenda traveled, Jason brought in Lois, a young, bold woman who carried herself with pride as if she owned the place. Betty would watch silently as Lois ordered her around like a servant, enjoying the house as if it were hers. Betty hated every moment, but what could she do? She wanted to tell Brenda, but fear held her back. Jason was cunning.

He acted like the perfect husband, always praising Brenda in front of people, even calling her his queen. If Betty dared to open her mouth, Brenda might think she was lying and even sack her. So Betty swallowed it all and stayed silent. But deep inside her, Betty prayed every day for a chance. Just one chance for the truth to be revealed.

She prayed for the day when Brenda’s eyes would open and she would see her husband for who he truly was. One day, Brenda traveled for a business trip as Jason was returning back from work that same day. He brought in Lois, his side chick, and told her to make herself comfortable in the house, as if she were the madam.

Brenda had left only 3 days earlier, and already Lois was sleeping on her bed, using her perfumes, and walking around the house with an air of arrogance. To Lois, this was not Jason’s house. It was her kingdom. But something unexpected happened. Brenda finished her assignment earlier than she thought.

On the fifth day, she boarded a flight back home without informing Jason. She wanted to surprise him, believing he would be overjoyed to see her. As the plane drew closer to their city, she smiled, thinking of her husband’s reaction. She had no idea that the surprise waiting for her at home was bigger than the one she planned. That morning, Betty was cleaning the living room when she heard the sound of a car stopping inside the compound.

She thought it was Jason and quickly ran to open the door, but her eyes widened when she saw Brenda at the door carrying her bag. Betty froze for a moment, her heart raced. This was the opportunity she had been praying for. The moment of truth had arrived. “Madam, you’re back.” Betty stammered, her hands trembling.

Brenda smiled warmly and said, “Yes, Betty. I finished early. Where’s my husband? I can’t wait to see his face. At that question, Betty’s throat went dry. She hesitated, but deep inside, she knew this was her one chance. With courage she never knew she had, she pulled Brenda aside and whispered, “Madam, please sit down.

There’s something you must know.” Brenda looked at her maid, confused. Betty revealed the secret she had carried for so long. Word for word, she explained how Jason had been bringing another woman into the house whenever Brenda traveled. She told her how Lois had been living like the madam of the house these past few days.

At first, Brenda didn’t want to believe it. Her chest grew tight, her heart pounded, and her eyes watered. Could her Jason, the perfect husband, truly betray her this way? Brenda sat quietly after hearing Betty’s confession. Her fingers shook as she clutched her bag. The words hit her like a sharp knife. Your husband brings another woman into this house whenever you travel.

She wanted to scream to run upstairs and tear apart her bedroom, but something held her back. She looked at Betty, whose eyes pleaded with her. Madam, please don’t be angry with me. I’ve been afraid to tell you. But now that you’ve come early, you can see it yourself. Brenda swallowed hard. Her heart told her it was true, but her mind still battled with denial.