He Kissed Her in My Kitchen. I Kept the Camera On. (Good Wives Keep Receipts #2)

When I open the alert from the nanny cam, I expect to see my son playing with his blocks—not my husband kissing the nanny.

I should have confronted them.

I didn't.

Instead, I smiled... and let my husband's mistress move into my house.

By the time my husband moved our nanny into our guest room, I already had weeks of video proving they were sleeping together.

They thought I was exhausted.

They thought I wasn't paying attention.

They had no idea I was documenting every lie.

With my attorney preparing my divorce, my best friend refusing to let me face this alone, and one neighborhood block party about to become unforgettable, I only have one question left...

How do you destroy a cheating husband without destroying yourself?

Some women scream.

Some women cry.

I keep receipts.