Nothing twists a man’s brain harder than knowing his woman is cheating – but not knowing with whom. It’s like hearing a ticking bomb in your house but having no idea if it’s in the kitchen, the bedroom, or the ceiling. The unknown enemy drives him nuts.

But once he discovers the other guy’s identity, the anger shifts. It’s no longer about the act itself – it’s about the competition. Suddenly, there’s math involved. “Is he richer? Ah, so money betrayed me. Is he a broke nobody? Then clearly, I chose a woman whose taste is questionable at best.”

For the cheating woman, this is the strategy. Give the man a face to look at, a rival to blame, even a direction to throw darts in. It’s better than letting him stew in blind rage. If you deny him this mental outlet, well… prepare for mountain-high levels of fury.