Hey, Hey Waffle gang. I do hope you are well. My name is Mark and today we're checking out some more relationship stories. And if you do love a Reddit story, why not consider him.

Like, subscribe, maybe that notification bell too. Let's crack on with today's first story, which comes from Pretty Chicken 9053 and says, I think my 28, husband, 29, cheated on New Year's Eve while I had the flu.

We have two kids. Over the past week, each of our kids were sick, and since I spend most of the time with them, I caught it.

They were over it by the time I got symptoms.

It so happened, I got the flu starting Friday night, so my weekend plans were halted.

I wasn't going out anyway, but still.

My two-year-old tested positive for the flu Friday, and I started showing signs the same day.

He's literally never here already, but also couldn't not go into work,

and I was supposed to accompany him. Anyway, I'm sick at home with two sick kids. All of us have

fevers and he goes out. Yes, it's his job, but still. 10 o'clock I sent a text saying,

I would be asleep by 12, so happy New Year. I got a reply.

Someone called me and woke me up at almost one. I text him to make sure he was okay, then dozed off.

Ended up calling him at around 3 a.m. to check on him and he claimed he was following my sister-in-law home.

Five comes around and I ask if he's okay. He claims

irritation. At 6.30, I text a bunch of question marked because he hasn't answered my last

message. He said he was too drunk and had to chill for a bit before driving. When he strolls in at

7.30, he heads straight to the bathroom and washes his face.

He said some people spilled liquor all over his new sweater and shoes and he was super mad about it.

Told me how he stopped at the only open place to get some ice, to sober up.

Okay, when he went to sleep, I smelled his shirt.

It was dry and it didn't smell of anything like alcohol.

In fact, the bottom smelled like vagina, shrugs, and his shoes were squeaky clean. So I woke

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