Dead in the sight of her husband hugging the girl in elevator

I am 31 years old. The couple are a native of Hanoi should also not too difficult lives. Two small boys, are fulcrum of happiness for my family.

My husband I do business Informatics I do financial advice to a foreign company. The couple's income is not too high but not too high. Two of my children, I am a big kindergarten also a two year old nephew was his paternal grandparents look. I always loved his family because my husband loves his wife, his parents, husband injured children wholeheartedly.

I never thought the day I have to go or tugging at under this roof by with everything I cannot improve but reaching 80% is amazing. So that every thought, he temporarily collapsed.

I am distressed at the sight of her husband hugging the girl in the elevator.

You, Sir, in my company year-end party. After lunch, brunch, everyone sang Karaoke and I also can not refuse because both companies go off. Is the last day of the year so there is nothing to think at all, people are very comfortable. When we're waiting in the lobby to step into the elevator. O Oh, I never envisioned. My husband is concentration alcohol smell Entwine an anonymous employee of a certain beer PG. Clothed girl also my husband is his desire to deal.

The surprise, I did not say anything. I thought I'm drunk. At someone said "for us thanks to". My husband and I stopped kissing her and look on our side.I was left bitter. I wish I could have padded Turks ground for out of shame and humiliation before the BRA that her husband embrace another woman. My feeling at the time as tens of needle stab to the heart. Limb tremor does not step up. I run out, don't take the car that taxi ride home. And you have time get out of people is standing in front of me had a wife and her colleagues. He also dropped out of the cafe.

In the evening he came home in the form of the description of the Macintosh. See me working on soon, my husband's parents thought their sick daughter told him up to see me sick. Don't you dare to step up my room which in the room my parents sleeping in it. All that night, I just cried. I'm extremely confused because does not know how.

We have yet to talk to each other

In the eyes of colleagues, I have a happy family. So, now that bristling family right in front of them. If I'm quiet, living with her husband as no what happened, whether friends, colleagues think I like. The next day, I quit to stay home. I know how the crisis. The call to enquire, the messaging activity. I as the mistreatment and tears.

I hatred her husband. Why did you do it in hiding. Why you can embrace another girl right in the elevator restaurant where can meet someone at any time. In the beginning I imagined everything. After hours, after the kiss in the elevator they are going to do, where to go. Just thought I was tired.

Three weeks ago, I live as the body does. To the company I just leaned face make done back home with you. And I still don't talk to each other. You know my wife has not angry stars should also just silence. I'm disturbed to think there should not divorce or forgiveness for her husband and then move to other places to work.

What is the lost of the divorce I was up to but the thing I worry about most is my two children separated child who will stay with the mother, her child in with you. Meanwhile, the son of the crime. But living with her husband, will surely no longer moments as before. He said, love betrayed, expecting nothing back petals bloom.=