Being pregnant with the second child is also the time to discover the shocking truth about her husband

Recently, I have been feeling tired, hungry and nauseous, so I went to an acquaintance’s clinic in the afternoon to get checked. The doctor informed me that I had pregnant. I am very happy and hope this will be a boy, how satisfied my mother-in-law and in-laws will be with me.

On Saturday, my mother took my eldest daughter to her house to play. After leaving the clinic, I went straight home to tell this happy news to my husband, he would be very happy, maybe even pick me up and spin around…

But…

I couldn’t believe what I just saw, my husband was hugging his best friend in our bedroom. That scene was scarier than any ghost movie I’ve ever seen.

I dropped my bag on the floor and screamed and ran away. I drove for 4 hours to my best friend’s house in the suburbs.

My husband called me over 30 calls but I didn’t want to answer the phone because I didn’t know what to say.

Finally he sent me a message with the content that he belongs to the third world, he knew that fact from his freshman year of University but he did not dare to face and live with his gender, he hoped I would forgive him and his friend and return home soon…

I have known my husband and his best friend in the 3rd year of university, up to now, it has been 11 odd years. I thought I was able to understand all about my husband after all these years together, but in fact, I don’t know anything, over the years I have always been deceived and taken advantage of by him.

My husband is handsome, rich, sings well, studies well, likes sports, knows how to care and take care of others, in general he is the ideal type of son who is the desire and expectation of many girls.

However, for some reason, in the 3rd year of university, he still did not have a relationship and went after me – a girl of middle class beauty, not very prominent family, normal education.

At that time, I thought I was the luckiest and happiest woman in the world, until I saw that horrifying scene.

My husband and his best friend have been playing together since freshman year in college, their hometown is nearly 1,000 kilometers apart. The circumstances of the two are also very different, while my husband is a son of a rich family in Ha Thanh, his best friend is just an orphan who grew up in a temple.

However, their relationship is extremely good, they care about each other, rent and live together even though my husband’s house is right in Hanoi. Most of their free time they spend together playing soccer, watching movies or cycling around the streets, even sharing clothes.

There are times when I also feel jealous of my husband’s best friend because of the warm gestures and considerate care they give each other. Even when my husband and I got married, their closeness still didn’t diminish at all.

Sometimes they even book private flights together. My husband’s best friend is not married. There were many matchmakers, he skillfully refused to say that he had a disease in his body and could not be a father, so he did not want to make that girl suffer.

Why did it take so many years for me to realize that when my husband was with his best friend, he was happier, smiling comfortably, and more confident when he was with me?

When he heard that his best friend had an accident, he was so worried that he broke out in sweat and drove to the scene by himself, even more excited than when I gave birth to my first daughter. Now I got it, got it all…

It turned out that he liked men and just wanted to be there to protect weak men. So why do you love me and marry me? And I don’t know if he loves me anymore or I’m just amorous. In the 11 years we’ve been together, have you ever truly loved me, even for just a second?

Throughout the years of marriage, he has always been a caring and responsible man. He gave me flowers and gifts on important holidays. He is friendly, open and often helps my friends.

He gave me a luxurious wedding at a restaurant with 1000 guests. He bought an expensive wedding ring, he gave me the name of the garage and 50% of the shares in the company.

For his daughter, he is a wonderful father who always cares and takes time to take care of her and play with her. To his parents and family on both sides, he also did a good job of being a filial son. In general, in the eyes of people, my husband is a good man and perfect to every millimeter.

My wife and I are the happiest and most exemplary couple, but no one knows the truth inside.

I don’t know what to do now. Should I let go of my husband’s hand and let him come? best friend and live your real life or continue this role of husband and wife with him. If I say it out and say goodbye, I don’t know what my children will be like, how will they grow up knowing that their father is such a person?

Still continue? I don’t think I’ll be able to do it, I can’t pretend to know nothing and continue living with him. Is it necessary to tell him about the existence of this child after things like this?

I really don’t know what to do anymore. My heart is really confused, both hate and love, give up, love but king is guilty, don’t let go but don’t want to hold on.

I’m really stuck, hope you read for me for advice.

According to Education Times