On the most painful day of my life. Today was a difficult day. I left …

On the most painful day of my life. Today was a difficult day. I left my husband in my mother's apartment, which is now empty. All this because after childbirth, it seems he started to stray. Once saw a message as he was writing that he misses her and wants to be with her for the night. I remained silent; thought maybe it would pass. Yesterday, he came home at midnight, and in his calls there is a number of a prostitute living next door. And on my interrogations where he was, they began to make up stories: "Why don't you have enough? What difference does it make where he was? A woman has no right to question her husband if he feeds, dresses, and supports