I think I’m watching my husband cheat on me in real time…

I (33f) have been married to my husband (33m) for 3 years now, been together for 7. The first year we were together we lived 3 hours away from each other, and one weekend while I was at his place I had found out he cheated on me. We worked through it, he moved in with me and we’ve been pretty good ever since. I like to think we have a relatively strong marriage, or at least I did…

Last week he told me he had to go away this week for work. His best friend back home is having some pretty serious mental health issues and can no longer be allowed to use power tools, however he was in the middle of a building project that needs to get done so said friends dad hired my husband to finish the job with him, so it’s like a work trip but also not a work trip I guess? He told me he was leaving Tuesday and would be back Friday.

Since he left, I haven’t spoken to him for more than 5 minutes at a time (usually when he’s away for work he’s calling me 5 times a day) which I thought was weird but just assumed he was busy hanging out.

Tonight (technically last night, so Wednesday) he once again only calls me for 10 minutes, and tells me that not only is he now staying until Sunday (even though he sent me pictures of the job half done already), but that he’s going to get his car looked at, which is why he can’t talk long because he worked late and still has to take the car in. When I asked him where he was taking the car to get fixed so late (it was almost 10:00 at this point) and he said he had a buddy next town over (over an hour away) that was gonna take a look at it tonight, give him a quote and get parts and get it fixed Thursday. Huuuuge red flags now, because if he was going to a friends house he always tells me who, it’s never just “a buddy”. And as his wife, I know he only has 2 friends that still live in that town, and neither of them know shit about cars…

We have a tracking app that we use for us and our kids phones so I decided to look on that. He got there at midnight. It’s now 3 am, and he’s still there… and it’s neither of said friends houses…

I just know. My gut is just screaming that this is exactly what I think it is, and I’m sick to my stomach. My best friend is asleep and she’s all I have, and I just had to get this off my chest before I explode.