Discovering the Secret Hidden in My Wife’s Bag She Never Lets Out of Her Sight

Ever since she returned from working abroad, I noticed something strange about my wife. She avoids intimacy with me, and she often compares me to other men.

She has truly changed. Just three years away, and she’s no longer the same person. In the past, even if I went through her things or checked her phone, she never complained. But now, the moment I touch her belongings—her bag, her phone—she gets furious, yelling that I’m invading her privacy.

Maybe I am rude, maybe I lack tact, but if I hadn’t done so, how else would I have discovered an unfinished pack of emergency contraceptive pills in her bag?

I asked her whose pills they were and whether she was the one taking them. She quickly dismissed my question, saying a colleague had borrowed her bag a few days ago and “forgot” to take the pills out.

We’ve been married for ten years. When our eldest son turned six, she decided to work overseas for three years. At first, I disagreed, because I wanted her to stay home and care for our children. After all, no one can replace a mother’s care.

But she insisted that whoever could raise the money should go. Financially, my family was far weaker than hers. So in no time, she managed to get her parents to pool together enough money for the placement fee. I stayed behind, running a small business and looking after our two young children.

Four months ago, her contract ended, and she returned home. But after such a long absence, I could feel our relationship had grown cold.

While she was abroad, I often called her. Especially once Facebook became popular, I frequently messaged and checked in on her. But she always brushed me off after just a few words, saying she was tired or busy. When she did call home, it was only to see the children, never to spend time talking to me.

Since coming back, she has been clinging to our two kids. Whenever she’s not at work, she spends her time at her parents’ house, paying little attention to our home. My small store keeps me busy, and she rarely helps with it.

Recently, she took a job at a nearby garment factory. But even though we eat at the same table and sleep in the same bed, I always feel like she treats me like a stranger. Sometimes, she even compares me to the men she met while working abroad—praising how polite and attentive they were to women.

When I tried to be close to her, she always refused, only reluctantly agreeing a couple of times. I was heartbroken. I never thought there would come a day when my wife would treat me so coldly.

I tried to care for her, to spoil her, but no effort could change her attitude. I’m afraid she already has someone else, that she no longer has any feelings for me. Right now, I feel nothing but sadness. Every time I come home, we don’t even speak, and all I want is a divorce.

What can I do to change this situation?