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My husband started to smell really bad… I mean, REEK. I made an appointment for him with the urologist and decided to go with him for support. He went into the doctor’s office and the doctor closed the door. Five minutes later, the doctor comes out and his face turns red when he sees me. Doc (barely holding back laughter): You might want to go in and see for yourself. Me: ‘Doctor, what’s going on? Why are you laughing?’ Then my husband comes out. He: Honey… I’m not sure how to say this… But I…

My husband started to smell really bad — I mean a strong, unmistakable odor that didn’t make sense. He usually took care of his hygiene, and I had never noticed anything like it before. After weeks of wondering what was going on, I finally made him an appointment with a urologist, hoping the doctor could explain it. I even decided to go with him for support so we could get answers together.

When my husband went into the doctor’s office, the physician closed the door behind him. A few minutes later, the doctor came out with a red face and barely managed not to laugh. Before I even stepped in, he told me I should go inside and see for myself. Confused and worried, I asked what was happening and why he seemed amused.

Then my husband came out of the room, looking uneasy. With a heavy voice, he admitted something I never expected: he had been unfaithful. The revelation hit me like a freight train, and suddenly the reason behind his sudden terrible smell became painfully clear. What I thought was a medical issue turned out to be the truth about his betrayal, and it shattered my world in an instant.

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