My Husband Secretly Invited a Man I’d Never Met to Our Family Vacation. I had to do something about it

A few weeks ago, my husband Jack and I planned a family trip to reconnect as a family. Jack works so much that we hardly see him, and the goal was to finally spend some quality time together, especially since our youngest is a 5-month-old breastfed baby. We set out Friday morning, excited to get our boat and head to our camp for the weekend. About 40 minutes into the drive, Jack got a call. He started saying things like, “Yeah, I’ll be there soon” and “What did you bring?”

After the call, I asked who it was, and he said it was Jamie, a coworker I had never met. It turned out, Jack had invited Jamie to join our family trip without telling me, thinking it wouldn’t be a big deal. I felt a surge of anger. This trip was meant for our family to reconnect. I didn’t want to nurse our baby or watch over our kids around a stranger while Jack socialized. He insisted it wouldn’t be like that, but I wasn’t convinced, especially since he said that Jamie had brought beer.

A Brewing Storm

made my blood boil. He chatted away, seemingly unaware of the tension building beside him. When we finally reached our camp, Jamie was already there, setting up a tent and unloading a cooler filled with beer. Jack greeted him with a hearty laugh, leaving me to manage our three kids and the baby.

I spent the first evening feeling like an outsider in my own family trip. Jack and Jamie shared stories and beers, while I juggled feeding the baby and keeping an eye on our other kids. Every time I looked at Jack, he was deep in conversation with Jamie, hardly noticing the chaos around him. It was clear that Jamie’s presence was a distraction, and my frustration grew.

The Perfect Plan

But my despair vanished when a perfect revenge plan came to mind. With a smile, I told Jack, “Be ready.” When I said be ready, he looked at me surprised, but then just said OK. The next day, I woke up early and made breakfast for everyone, acting as if everything was fine. I wanted Jack to think I had accepted Jamie’s presence. I even packed a picnic basket for later, playing the perfect hostess.