When a woman finds out her husband has visited prostitutes via Adultwork, this is what happens.
Her sense of normality and safety is utterly destroyed.
She questions her reality, past and present.
She doesn't know who to talk to or what to say.
She will cry, cry, cry, cry, cry.
She looks at her DC who may now be adults and just feels utter regret. They have lost something of their innocence, too, by knowing their father had sex with prostitutes.
She feels humiliated.
Her self-esteem is shattered.
Her body confidence will plummet.
She will compare herself to younger women.
She will spend hours and hours trawling through Adultwork, trying to figure out which one of the prostitutes he might have touched.
She feels repulsed imagining where he's been.
All innocence is obliterated. Things she once took joy in, no longer hold joy.
She finds herself looking at young women in town and wondering if they are prostitutes.
She trusts nobody.
She views society as utterly corrupt and full of shitty people.
She will suffer the effects of PTSD.
Her personality will probably change. She may become very angry at things she would have brushed aside before.
She questions the point of even carrying on, but will, just for the DC.
She endures the humiliation of other people not understanding the impact upon her, with some of them secretly blaming her because she wasn't sexy enough/sexually skilled enough to 'hold onto' her man.
The devastating realisation that the person who had promised to remain faithful, her closest ally and friend, is just another pathetic shit.
HTH.