My husband lied to his job and said he had to go to his oncologist. In reality he left early to go to a bar called Maury’s Pub in Danielson CT to drink. He has become quite the alcoholic since his cancer treatment and recovery. He decided, against the stringent orders of his team of doctors, to drink himself to a stupor every day with beer. He left work at 3 on an afternoon in mid July and went to the bar. There he sat next to an ugly, craggy bar fly 50 year old who introduced herself at once and started coming on to him and flirting with him. He was at the bar 2 hours, and they had exchanged numbers within the 2 hours he had been there. She didnt bother to ask if he was married and as he was already hellbent on destruction he didnt bother to tell her. We had been fighting a lot because he has been drinking so heavily and I have been so foolishly worried about his health and wanting him to stay alive to be with me longer (HAHA). Within a week of getting her number, she was texting him to come over and have sex with her. So, again he lied to his work, told them they had found a potential cancer tumor again and he needed to go back to the oncologist, and instead took the morning off from work (paid by his boss, who felt bad for him) to go to her house and have sex with her in her livingroom. In his words, they pulled their pants down, he bent her over and had sex with her after she fondled him to get him hard and put a condom on him. He went to her house to do this disgusting deed 3 times, the same way each time. He bought beer on the way to her house and got drunk each time before he went there. In his own words he couldnt even reach orgasm the second and third time he went there because he had been drinking and he was guilt ridden. YEt the sickness in him had him going back again and again. || Meanwhile, we were still having sex at home every single day almost. I love my husband deeply and trusted him with my whole being. How i found out, for about a month he had been hiding his phone, not letting me borrow it or use it. He NEVEr used to be that way. I knew something was way wrong. Couple that with him being extremely mean to me and our family every single day and coming home directly from work drunk off his butt. I knew something was deeply wrong. We never used to hide anything from each other including our phones etc. So, on August 15, he went out to do”errands” but in reality he was out banging her. He came home and handnt bought the paint he was supposed to have been out buying, and was obviously drunk. I waited till he passed out and went to where I saw him hide his phone. It was turned off, but plugged in charging hidden behind his night table. I turned it on and within 10 seconds the”goodnight sweetie” text came in. I called the b*tch up and got the story. She had the nerve to tell me to let him go after only knowing him for 3 drunken weeks. To tell me to ask him how much he came when she blew him. To call me a bitch and threaten to beat me up. To tell me that obviously we didnt belong together because he was at her house having sex with her so why be with him. When I told her he was married and we were in NO WAY getting divorced or anything she didnt care. Told me she wanted to be with him lol. I took care of that right away. They wont ever see each other again. By the time I was done with her she hated and fears my husband now. Hes also changed his number and deleted all of her info and he hadnt memorized it because he barely knew her and was drunk off his ass every time he saw her. Hes a scumbag, so is she.