When Lee’s husband claims he’s flying out for a work conference, she trusts him, until a Facebook photo shatters the illusion. No podium, no conference, just a wedding… and his ex. What follows isn’t a meltdown. It’s a reckoning. A calm, calculated confrontation that redefines trust and a quiet strength that shows exactly what betrayal costs.
When Jason told me he had to fly out of state for a last-minute marketing conference, I didn’t question it.
He’s in sales. Conferences happen. He even showed me the email with the company header, bullet-point itinerary, flight details.
A laptop opened to emails | Source: Midjourney
“Lee, I’m going to be super busy, honey,” he’d said. “I’m probably going to be off the grid for most of the weekend. So, don’t worry about me! You take time off and enjoy yourself.”
“Yeah, I may do a spa weekend,” I said, thinking out loud.
I packed his garment bag myself. I made sure that the suit was pressed correctly. I slipped in his favorite tie, the blue one that I always said made his eyes look softer. He laughed and kissed my forehead.
A suit hanging in a cupboard | Source: Midjourney
“Don’t miss me too much,” he said.
I watched him walk through security and disappear. I trusted him the same way you trust gravity. I thought that if anything, we had enough trust in our marriage.
But then everything changed two days later. I was scrolling through Facebook on a lazy Sunday afternoon, mindlessly sipping tea and avoiding laundry, when I saw it.
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My husband. My hard-working husband. Jason.
Not behind a podium. Not shaking hands at a conference.
Oh no, my husband was standing at the altar wearing the suit I had packed. He was grinning like he was the happiest man in the world. He had a glass of champagne in one hand and a little box of confetti in the other.
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He was a best man in a wedding I hadn’t been told about.
In a photo that clearly I was never supposed to see. And standing next to him? Emily, his ex. The one that he swore was ancient history.
But they looked anything but history. They looked… familiar. Like they had been together all along.
“What the actual hell, Jason?” I said to the empty living room.
A smiling couple at a wedding | Source: Midjourney
My fingers hovered over the screen like they didn’t belong to me. I zoomed in without meaning to, as if seeing his smile up close might make it make sense. But it didn’t.
He was happy. He was content and relaxed. Like someone who hadn’t lied to the woman waiting for him at home.
I felt the air go thin, like my lungs forgot how to take it in.
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My first instinct wasn’t rage. It was grief. Like something sacred had quietly died in the background and no one had told me.
I sat there for a long time, frozen in that moment between disbelief and devastation, trying to convince myself there had to be an explanation.
But I knew better.
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I’d packed that suit with love. I’d even slid one of my sleeping t-shirts into his suitcase so that he could smell me on his clothes. Instead, this man had worn that suit like a weapon, armed with the blue tie that I adored on him.
I didn’t scream though. But something inside me went silent. It was as though someone had plugged all my sound.
But that silence?
It was louder than any fury.
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Jason came home on Monday evening. He smelled like hotel soap and something expensive that I couldn’t pinpoint but was sure I hadn’t packed. He looked tired. Like someone who spent the weekend performing, not working.
He kissed my cheek like nothing had happened. Like he hadn’t stood at an altar in front of strangers while I sat at home believing he was “off the grid.”
“Please tell me that you cooked?” he asked. “I missed your cooking, Lee! Hotel food is great and all, but home food? Yes, ma’am.”
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I looked at him like he had grown antennae.
“Not yet,” I said. “But there is something we need to talk about before we make dinner.”
He followed me to the living room, where I had a clipboard on the coffee table.
“I’ve made a list of upcoming events that I’ll be attending without you. Let’s run through them together.”
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“What?” Jason blinked, already off balance. “What do you mean? We always attend events together. Even if only one of us is invited, we always make a plan, Lee!”
Aah, Jason. You stupid fool, I thought. You’re digging your grave even deeper.
“Well, I suppose things change… life is expensive now. People can only afford a certain number of guests. This is just so we’re clear on our new standard for marital communication.”
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He opened his mouth, confused but I handed him the clipboard anyway.
At the top, in clean, deliberate ink:
Lee’s Upcoming Itinerary
Thursday: Daniel’s art show. Opening night, downtown.
Saturday: Girls’ trip to Serenity Spa Resort (adults only, co-ed pool).
The interior of a spa | Source: Midjourney
Next Week: Networking dinner at Bistro (attending solo, red dress ready).
Two Weeks: Chelsea’s birthday dinner.
He read the list in silence, his mouth pressed into a thin line.
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I leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed.
“Daniel? Your ex-boyfriend?” he asked.
“Yeah,” I said. “Don’t worry. I won’t mention any of this until after it happens. You don’t need to know, right? Since that’s how we do things now, right?”
His head snapped up.
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“Lee, come on. This isn’t the same. It was work…”
“Don’t lie,” I said simply. “Because you lied about it all. And your lie involved tuxedos and speeches and an ex-girlfriend in a bridesmaid dress?”
He opened his mouth but I kept going. My voice didn’t rise. It didn’t have to.
“I don’t know if you slept with her or anything, Jason. I really don’t. But I know you lied. You crafted a whole fake weekend. You made me think you were unreachable because you were working, when really, you just didn’t want to answer any of my calls in case she was nearby. Right?”
A smiling bridesmaid | Source: Midjourney
He stared at the clipboard like it had personally betrayed him.
“I… I messed up,” he said, his voice cracking around the edges.
That was it. Not “I’m sorry.” Not “It meant nothing.”
Just… I messed up.
“Yeah, you did,” I said.
And then I walked past him. Because when trust cracks like that, even forgiveness walks with a limp.
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After that night, we didn’t speak much.
Not because we were giving each other the silent treatment… but because we didn’t know what words to use. Everything felt too big. Too sharp.
He hovered like a man on eggshells, trying to do things right without knowing what “right” looked like anymore. And I moved through the days on autopilot, brushing my teeth beside him, making dinner, folding his t-shirts with hands that weren’t sure what they were holding onto.
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I wasn’t ready to leave. But I wasn’t ready to forgive him either.
Jason and I didn’t end our marriage.
So I did what I always did when I didn’t have the answer. I made a plan. I found a therapist and I made the appointment.
And when I told him he was coming with me, he didn’t argue. He just nodded. Like he knew he should’ve offered before I even had to ask.
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Because when trust breaks, the first step isn’t forgiveness. It’s seeing if the pieces still fit.
We sat side by side on a faux-leather couch in a beige room with neutral paintings and a therapist who asked gentle questions like landmines.
Jason deleted his Facebook account. I watched him tap through the settings and confirm it. We shared passwords. Calendars. He sent texts when he was five minutes late and asked before making plans.
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He got quieter. Listened more. He flinched every time the topic turned to Emily.
But something in me had shifted.
I smiled through some of the sessions and said all the right things, but in the quiet spaces—in bed, in the car, making toasted sandwiches—I felt it.
Toasted sandwiches on a board | Source: Midjourney
The ground wasn’t level anymore.
The man I used to trust without question had introduced doubt into the blueprint. The tiny tremors hadn’t stopped, even if the apology had been offered.
And sometimes, healing feels less like mending and more like learning how to live with the crack.
A pensive man sitting on a couch | Source: Midjourney
People sometimes ask how we moved past it, how I stayed with Jason… how I forgave him. They ask carefully, like the answer might undo something in their own lives.
I don’t offer any clichés. I don’t say “because I loved him,” or “because people make mistakes.” Those things are true, but they aren’t the reason.
The truth is quieter.
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After everything unraveled, after the Facebook post and the confrontation and the shaky apology, I sat alone at the kitchen table one night and wrote a list. Not the playful, pointed list I gave him with the clipboard.
A real one. Private.
I wrote down every opportunity I could have taken to betray him right back. The moments I could have used my pain as a license to be reckless. The people who would’ve welcomed me if I’d reached out.
The invitations I could have accepted without explanation. The places I could have gone where he wouldn’t have followed.
A woman sitting at a table and writing | Source: Midjourney
I wrote it all out. Line by line.
And then I looked at it for a long time.
There’s a kind of power in knowing what you could do and choosing not to. It doesn’t feel like weakness. It feels like clarity.
I realized I wasn’t staying out of passivity. I was staying because I still believed something could be rebuilt, maybe not the exact shape we had before, but something real.
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Something honest.
Trust isn’t a light switch. It doesn’t come back the second someone says “I messed up.” It’s slow. Uneven. Sometimes you think it’s returning, only to feel it vanish again the moment something feels off.
Therapy was an eye-opener. Jason listened more than he spoke. I spoke more than I wanted to. There were moments when we couldn’t look each other in the eye.
But we stayed in the room.
A pensive man sitting on a couch | Source: Midjourney
What brought us through wasn’t grand gestures. It was the accumulation of small choices. A hundred moments where he had to earn back something he never should’ve gambled.
And for me, it was that list. It was knowing what I could’ve done and choosing not to.
That choice, quiet and unseen, became the foundation for everything that came after.
We’re still here. Still building. Still flawed.
A woman standing on a porch | Source: Midjourney
But I don’t flinch when he says that he has a work trip. I don’t check flight confirmations or second-guess a photo someone else posts online. That’s not because I forgot.
But it’s because he remembered to be truthful and honest and to honor our vows.
A man walking out of a house | Source: Midjourney
What would you have done?
Remember her from ‘Crocodile Dundee’? What she looks like today leaves fans in tears
Linda Kozlowski became known all over the world following her role in Crocodile Dundee. The American actress starred alongside Paul Hogan, and the two embarked on a wonderful voyage of love together after the films.
Sadly, Kozlowski and Hogan divorced in 2014, though the couple share one son together. Since then, she’s gone her own way in life, and has found love once again.
So what did Linda Kozlowski get up to following Crocodile Dundee? And what does she look like today? This is all you need to know!
Every actor or actress dreams about that big breakthrough role and the glamorous life that will almost certainly come with it. A great performance in the right film or series can open doors to offers that will likely move one further up the Hollywood celebrity ladder, which is turns means more money and more fame.
Linda Kozlowski – ‘Crocodile Dundee’
Oftentimes, we see actors pretty much playing the same sort of role over and over again. If one finds success as a tough guy or the girl next door, for example, we can expect to see them starring as similar characters in their next few jobs.
But just because someone’s been in one of that years’ biggest and most popular films doesn’t actually mean that fame is guaranteed. And, in fact, some actors just don’t want to continue in Hollywood, even after they’ve been a part of a great success story.
One such actor is Linda Kozlowski. She got her big breakthrough as Sue Charlton in the 1986 film Crocodile Dundee, and quickly became a star all over the world.
Crocodile Dundee changed her life, both on a professional and personal level. But after three Dundee-films and several other appearances, she disappeared.
Looking at her filmography, Linda Kozlowski hasn’t starred in any sort of production since 2001. So what happened? And what does she look like now?
Here’s all you might want to know about her!
Linda Kozlowski was born on January 7, 1958 in Fairfield, Connecticut. The daughter of Stanley and Helen Kozlowski, she grew up in Fairfield and graduated from Andrew Warde High School in 1976.
Linda Kozlowski – early life
Kozlowski had a passion for acting early on. She decided to pursue a career in the business and was accepted into the prestigious Juilliard School’s drama division. She graduated in 1981, and went on to move to New York.
To start off her acting career, Kozlowski starred in several off-Broadway productions, including How It All Began. She would go on to land smaller roles on broadway, as well as in television, including in the television film Death of a Salesman, where she starred alongside Dustin Hoffman.
However, as many actors probably will agree, moving to New York wasn’t easy. She worked as a waitress after Death of a Salesman wrapped up, and a that point, Kozlowski decided to leave for California.
Meanwhile, she and Dustin Hoffman had become great friends, and he became was sort of a mentor for her.
“It was cold in New York,” she told People. “And I didn’t see any other work in sight, and I was sort of miserable.”
Hoffman and his wife wanted to help Linda out. They offered her the chance to stay in their Malibu beach house, and only six weeks after her move to the west coast, she auditioned for Crocodile Dundee.
Dustin Hoffman was actually the one that recommended her for the part, since he was very impressed with her performance in Death of a Salesman.
“Linda got the movie because they liked her”
“There was a feeling in that room that was so positive,” she recalled of the audition. “I never once thought, ‘Oh, my God, this might not work.’
“Dustin asked me, ‘Who are these people? What are their names, and where are they staying?’,” she recalled. “And I told him. So just as they were calling me to say I had the part, they got a phone call: It was Dustin Hoffman. At first they thought it was a friend doing a bad impersonation.
“Once they realized it was Hoffman, they were just beaming. It was a sign they’d made the right decision.”
Kozlowski’s longtime friend William DeAcutis added: “Dustin’s call was like the Good Housekeeping Seal of Approval, but Linda got the movie because they liked her.”
In 1986, Kozlowski starred alongside Paul Hogan in the first Crocodile Dundee film. It became one of the biggest films’ of the year, earning a staggering $320 million. Considering it only cost about $10 million to make, it was – on top of the fans loving it – great business.
At first, however, when Linda arrived at the Crocodile Dundee set in Australia, it was something of a shock.
“It was 4 o’clock in the morning, freezing cold, with kangaroos and wild buffalo roaming around. I was in a daze,” she said.
Over night, Linda Kozlowski became a star. But the funny thing was that for a short while, she was a huge celebrity in Australia – but yet unknown in the US.
Major success with ‘Crocodile Dundee’
Crocodile Dundee opened “Down Under” before it opened in the US, which meant people in the US didn’t know her at all.
“It was a bit like being Cinderella,” Kozlowski told the Los Angeles Times. “In Australia, I’d be riding about in limos, whereas here I was still running around in my old Toyota trying to see casting directors.”
Linda soon went from a struggling actress to a star. However, she always felt that she didn’t get that much attention. All in all, it was all about Dundee.
“But I’ll tell you where I was a big star,” she said, laughing. “In Fairfield, Conn., where I grew up. My parents, Stanley and Helen Kozlowski, still live there, and when the movie opened they saw it again and again.
“What’s funny is the local paper never referred to me as ‘Linda,’ always as ‘Stanley’s daughter.’ It was ‘Stanley’s daughter says this…’ and ‘Stanley’s daughter says that’…”
Two years later, she appeared in the second Crocodile Dundee film, and in 2001, the third one, Crocodile Dundee in Los Angeles was released.
At that point, Kozlowski had also found love. And it was with her co-star Paul Hogan, also known as the Crocodile Dundee.
The couple married in May 1990 in Australia. According to the Los Angeles Times, Hogan gave her a $2 million mansion as a wedding gift.
Marriage with Paul Hogan
Following her first two very successful appearances in the Crocodile Dundee films, one might think that Linda Kozlowski had hundreds of offers for new projects. Well, for her, that wasn’t the case at all.
Sure, she had options, but nothing felt exciting.
“After Crocodile Dundee I turned down lots of stuff, most of it where I’d play the girlfriend of some funny man,” Kozlowski said, explaining that she used the scripts for a whole different reason.
“I use them for kindling, to get the fire started,” she said.
“That’s about all they’re good for. I was getting very depressed, but finally something good did come along–‘Pass the Ammo.’ That’s been a long time coming out, but now there’s a release date.”
In 2001, Linda Kozlowski appeared in the third Crocodile Dundee film. But that was her last appearance in any production to this day.
Before the third film, she decided to leave show business. In 1998, she and Paul Hogan had welcomed their first and only child together, Change Hogan, and instead she wanted to focus on raising her beloved son.
After 23 years of marriage, Linda and Paul divorced in 2014. The couple filed for divorce in October 2013, citing “irreconcilable differences” as the reason.
Divorced in 2014
Speaking with New Idea, Linda explained that she now wanted to be the one in the spotlight. According to Sydney Morning Herald, Linda received $6.25 million in a one-off payment. At the same time, Hogan kept the rights to his Crocodile Dundee character, as well as the film company that produced the films.
Furthermore, Kozlowski was allowed to stay in their home in Los Angeles for four years or until she remarried – whichever came first.
“I lived in Paul’s shadow for many, many years and it’s nice to feel my own light right now,” she told New Idea, adding that the problem between the two was the lack of shared interests.
“Honestly, we just naturally grew apart. One of our problems was we really had nothing in common and, over time, that happens to a lot of people.”
Paul Hogan said the same thing, however added that they still make things work despite their differences.
“We were opposites and we were attracted to each other for a long time. Opposites in everything,” Hogan said.
“From the food we ate, the music we liked, the entertainment we liked, the colors, the clothes, the places, everything, It worked anyway.”
The couple still have shared custody of their son, Change. And despite the divorce, they remain close friends.
Linda Kozlowski today
“The divorce was completely amicable. We talk on the phone all the time, I go over and have coffee,” she said. “We’re completely friendly. Everybody’s happy.”
Linda left the spotlight and has relocated to Morocco, where she has found love once again.
During a trip to Morocco, she was led by local tour guide Moulay Hafid Baba. Speaking to Luxe Beat, Kozlowski said their attraction was instant.
Together, they founded a Marrakesh-based luxury travelling business Dream My Destiny, where they plan customized journeys depending on what their guests desire.
“We knew in a flash that we had known each other for a thousand years, which was a magic moment in both our lives,” Linda Kozlowski said. “As business partners, we plan all our guests’ trips together.
“He’ll look after the men when the ladies need to shop for shoes! He knows the country inside out, including the Sahara Desert. You feel safe with him wherever you are.”
It’s easy to say that Linda remains a very beautiful woman!
It’s been a long time since Linda appeared on screen. She will forever be remembered as the wonderful Sue in Crocodile Dundee, and her legacy will live on forever.
No plans of returning to acting
Today, she’s 63 years of age. However, she has no plans on returning to the big screen.
“I don’t miss acting because my life is so full now. Reality is better than make believe.
“One thing I always hated about acting was that it got in the way of having an adventurous life,” she added.
“You had to stick around LA and wait for work. Now I’m rejoicing in my freedom. I definitely think acting helped develop my intuition, which is essential to my new endeavor, as so much of what I do is based on reading people and instinctively catering to their needs.”
Linda Kozlowski was a truly wonderful actress. But in the end, we’re happy that she choose to follow her passion.
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