My husband had a threesome with two girls while I was pregnant

 

Life is what happens when you are busy making plans. This sentence is absolutely true. For me, I am tired of making plans now. I live in the moment. I cherish every good in life and don’t expect much for the future. I learned this lesson my ex-husband. He really taught me well in this subject. about tinder threesome.

We were together for two years before we married. I got pregnant, so we had to marry. Also, it was time, since we have been dating for such a long time. We loved each other when we married. At least, I did. He was an honest man and has a decent job. Even though he didn’t make much money, not as much as I did, but that didn’t have anything with me loving him.

When I was pregnant for about 4 months, I caught him texting another girl. I was furious and desperate. He apologized to me and promised that it would be the last time. I guess I should have believed the words “once a cheater, always a cheater”. I guess there was times when he cheated on me before we were married, but I didn’t know it. I thought about divorce, but I was having a baby coming along. I was too afraid to raise the baby all by myself. So I forgave him.

The second time I caught him having a couples dating with two girls in my bedroom. The day before that, he and I had a big fight. It was my fault to be honest. I didn’t have the tight reason to fight with him. You know how pregnancy can affect a person. Anyway, I packed my clothes and decided to go to my moms for a short stay, maybe just for a couple of days and waited for him to pick me up there. I arrived there and I got persuaded by my parents that I should come back, because marriage can be hurt if I only thought about myself. Therefore, I decided to go home the next morning and apologize to him.

I arrived home very early in the morning, trying to surprise him. I saw two naked women lying in my bed. They had a threesome last night and stayed over. He told me later that he found them on a tinder for threesome app and it meant nothing. I knew that I shouldn’t trust him again. I went downstairs in a rush and planned to come to my parents for solution, but I slipped. I rolled down from the stairs and went directly to hospital. The baby didn’t survive. Of course, we divorced. There was no reason for me to stay married with him anymore. He regretted for making such a huge mistake, but there was no going back. I wish I never knew him.