I already told you. No. I stepped closer. You told me you knew him. Then I found out you had been meeting him before our wedding.
You told me you kissed him once before. Then I found out there was another kiss at your bachelorette party. You told me nothing happened upstairs, but you can't explain why you went there with him. Her eyes filled with tears. I didn't sleep with him.
Maybe. She stared at me. Maybe? I don't know what happened yet. You don't trust me?
I almost laughed. You gave me every reason not to. She sat down on the couch. I was scared. Of what?
Of losing you. I looked at her. You should have thought about that before you walked upstairs with another man. She covered her face with her hands. I made a mistake.
No, you made a choice. She looked up. It was one night. That's not the point. It meant nothing.
Then why hide it? She had no answer. I walked into the spare room and picked up a folder I had prepared that morning. Christine watched me. What is that?
Our financial information. Her expression changed. Why do you have that? Because I'm preparing for a divorce. She stood immediately.
You're divorcing me? I'm seriously considering it. But we can fix this. Can we? Yes.
How? She started crying. I'll do anything. I looked at her for several seconds. I don't know if anything you do can change what happened.
She stepped toward me. Joshua, please. I moved back. Don't. She stopped.
For the first time since I discovered the video, Christine understood that I wasn't waiting for her to give me a version of the truth that would make staying easier. I had already started preparing for a life without her and she had no idea how much I had learned. Two days later, I called Ryan Callaway. I didn't call to threaten him. I didn't call to ask him what kind of man sleeps with another man's future wife.
I called because I wanted the truth without Christine standing between us. He answered after the fourth ring. Hello? Ryan? Yes.
This is Joshua. Silence. Then he said, Okay. I want to meet you. Why?
Because I know about Christine. Another silence. I think you should talk to her. I already did. I don't know what you want me to say.
I want you to meet me tomorrow. Joshua, I don't think that's a good idea. Then tell me over the phone. He didn't answer. I said, Did you sleep with my wife at her bachelorette party?
He immediately hung up. That was my answer. I called again. He didn't pick up. So, I sent him one message.