Hi everyone. Thanks again for all the advice, support, and info. It is really helping me.
Smart or dumb, I knew I couldn't keep things to myself last night. I had to confront my wife. I arranged for my daughter to go to a neighbor's house for a while when she got home from school. To keep things clear, I'll call the other man Dave, Jen is my wife, and Amanda is our daughter.
I don't remember the exact sequence of everything or exactly what was said between Jen and me, but I'll try to describe what happened. She asked what was wrong as soon as she came home. I guess it showed on my face. I said, "Yes, I found out today there's something wrong. Wrong between us, and there has been for a long time." I took Skan's advice in terms of just calmly sitting her down and asking her if there was anything she wanted to tell me about our old friend Dave. I said I'm giving you a chance to be completely honest for once.
There's one thing my wife knows about me, and that is I never confront anyone about anything unless I've got them dead to rights. I'm that way with neighbors, friends, everybody. She knew I had found out and I could prove it. Her eyes started to tear up and she glanced upward for a second at the ceiling toward where the storage room is upstairs. I didn't say anything. I had made hard copies of the emails as someone here advised. I handed them to her. She really started crying then and said, "What were you doing around my grandmother's cabinet anyway?" I didn't let her change the subject.
I told her to start at the beginning. She said Dave had come on to her several times and she resisted. Then one day she didn't resist. She said I just didn't seem very interested in her during that time (I wanted to defend myself against this, but I didn't want to get off track), and that she just thought it would be a short term thing to satisfy her needs. Before she knew it they were meeting whenever they could. I said, "Yeah, I know, I saw the videos."
She kept crying and saying she was so sorry. She insisted it was the only time she ever cheated. I said, "How do I know you're not cheating with somebody right now? What's in your iphone, care to show me?" She did show me and told me the passwords. There was nothing incriminating in there, of course that's no proof of anything. She said she loves me, and never stopped loving me, even when she was with him. That just made me angrier, but I tried not to show it.
I said, "Ok, you've told me this much. However you answer this next question won't make things any better or any worse. Tell me the truth, Jen. Did you conceive Amanda by me or him." She took a deep breath and said she was pretty sure it was him. She said that she and I weren't having sex much at during that time. I snapped back with how I was at a rough point in my career then and I was dead tired every night. She broke down again and I just tried to calm down. Neither of us said anything for awhile.
Finally I said, "Why did you save that flash drive? It makes no sense." She said that Dave broke off the relationship about two months before he was killed in the accident. He supposedly had a change of heart and rededicated his life to the church (I do remember him talking about getting back to church around that time -- turns out he had a damn good reason to). She said she left the emails and clips on her old computer, but had no intention of saving them for good, and then he died. She said when she heard about his death, she copied them all to the flash on the spur of the moment. I said you must have loved him then. She said no, she cared for him but it wasn't love.
She asked if I could ever forgive her, even though she knew she didn't deserve it. I said I didn't know. She tried to touch me and I walked away. She kept crying on and off for most of the evening. When Amanda came home she knew something was wrong, but we both tried to comfort her and told her it was nothing she should worry about.
We both stayed at the house, but slept in different bedrooms last night. She went off to work as usual, but my workplace will be closed till Monday. I slept most of this morning. I was exhausted. I've just been turning things over in my mind.
Folks, I wouldn't blame any of you if you think I'm stupid, but there's a part of me that wants to try to reconcile. I know what she did was horrible, but I did love her with all my heart until yesterday. It's too early I guess to know how I really feel now. I don't know how much of what she said I believe, but I don't want to go too fast in any direction. I am seeing a lawyer today in case I do decide to go forward with a divorce.