He told me he was called out for work, which is normal. I took the kids out so he could pack. He kissed us goodbye and drove off about 1pm.
At 11pm that night I hadn't heard from him. I checked his location tracker which he insisted we had and he was a hotel 30 min from us not the 500 miles that I expected.
I rang the hotel asked to be put through to his room and they did. I hung up. It confirmed my worst fear. I rang the hotel again and was put through, the receptionist gave me the room number incase I got cut off. So I sat up all night whilst my 5&2yr old slept.
At 0830 that morning he rang me made the mistake of telling me he was in a different place to where he originally told me he would be. I gave nothing away.
I drive to the hotel, blagged the room key and he'd left. Make up on the bed and towel. Torn up receipts in the bin and a tea bag ( he drinks coffee). I put the recipes in my purse to stick together later. I drove home, he met me at the door and confessed he hired a hotel to drink as he has a drink problem ( he doesn't). Assured me no woman involved, I pushed the make up I saw so he told me he hired a prostitute. 10 min later and eleborate story about nesting a girl from tinder developed. I packed his stuff he left. Two days later he returned to look after the children as in three weeks into a brand new job. I took the lap top and as I left I asked for his phone. He gave it to me. All day nothing. 30 sec from home that night an ex colleague of mine messaged him a ?. I knew then.
That night I asked him about her, he gave NOTHING away, until I said she's messaged you.
Soooooo
He bumped into her on a staff bus, suggested they went for a coffeee and have met on average twice a month for the last 10 months purely for a coffee and that night was the first time they've had sex and dinner. And by the way we also shagged 3 times on a work trip 10 years ago when we were living together.
So that's my shit storm that's landed on my door step x