All Chapters of How I Catfished my Husband and his Girlfriend: Chapter 171 - Chapter 179

Weeks turned into months.And for once—Nothing exploded.No chaos.No late-night fights.No doors slammed.Just… life.Soccer games on Saturdays.Homework at the kitchen table.Family dinners that actually felt like family dinners.Sophia watched it carefully.Not waiting for it to fall apart—But aware it could.Dominic didn’t slip.Not once.He stayed in therapy.Stayed present.Stayed accountable.And slowly—Sophia stopped questioning every move he made.One night, they laughed.Really laughed.About something stupid.And Sophia caught herself—Not guarding it.Not bracing for the next thing.Just… in it.She looked at him differently after that.Not as the man who hurt her.Not as the man she was rebuilding with.But as both.Because she wasn’t forgetting.She was choosing.Then one afternoon—Her phone buzzed.A number she didn’t recognize.“I know you told me not to contact you, but I needed to say this…”Sophia’s stomach tightened.Patrick.She stared at the message.Didn’t o

The silence didn’t last.Not after the yelling.Not after the words that echoed through the house.Small footsteps.Hesitant.Then—“Mom?”Sophia’s heart dropped instantly.She turned.The girls stood in the doorway.Eyes wide.Tears already falling.They didn’t understand everything.But they understood enough.Raised voices.Tension.Fear.“Why are you yelling?” one of them cried.The other clung to her sister’s arm.Everything else disappeared.Sophia rushed to them.Dropping to her knees.Pulling them close.“It’s okay… it’s okay,” she whispered, holding them tight.But it didn’t feel okay.Not to them.Not right now.Dominic stood frozen.Phone still in his hand.The anger—Gone.Replaced with something heavier.This wasn’t just between him and Sophia anymore.It never really was.“Are you fighting?” one of them asked through tears.Sophia swallowed hard.“No… no, baby,” she said softly.“We’re just talking loud.”But even as she said it—She knew they didn’t fully believe it.Be

Sophia paced the living room, phone in her hand.Lily stayed on the line.Listening.“I’m not just going to sit here and let him do this to me,” Sophia said, her voice sharp now.Lily didn’t interrupt.“I have a plan.”“I’m going to create accounts,” Sophia continued.“Fake ones.”“Talk to him. Trap him. Show him exactly what he’s doing.”Her heart was racing.Not from fear anymore.From control.There was silence on the other end.Then—“Soph…”“That’s not going to fix anything.”“It’ll make him stop,” Sophia fired back.“It’ll make him see what he’s doing.”Lily’s voice stayed calm.“No… it’ll make him feel what you feel.”A beat.“But that’s not the same as fixing this.”Sophia stopped pacing.Just for a second.“Do you want to win…”Lily said softly,“…or do you want your marriage back?”Sophia didn’t answer right away.Because those weren’t the same thing.Revenge would feel good.For a moment.But it wouldn’t rebuild trust.It would destroy whatever was left of it.Sophia sat do

Sophia walked back into the house that night with a different kind of energy.Not broken.Not unsure.Focused.The next morning, she didn’t ease into it.“Dom,” she said, standing in the kitchen.He looked up immediately.“You need to think about your actions.”Her voice steady.Clear.“And you need to leave Kristi behind. Completely.”“I’m not going to stand in the middle of this anymore,” she added.“No more being the barrier while you decide.”He didn’t argue.Didn’t deflect.He just nodded slowly.“I hear you.”The next few days weren’t easy.Not for anyone.Sophia kept them busy.Parks.Movies.Ice cream runs.Anything to keep their world light—Even when hers wasn’t.She stayed moving too.Cleaning.Organizing.Working.But underneath all of it—Her mind was working.Planning.Late at night.When the house went quiet.Laptop open.Phone beside her.Bryan.Erin.This wasn’t emotional anymore.It was strategic.Controlled.She told herself—I’m saving my marriage.But deep down—I