Still believe your sweet princess is a unicorn? Maybe a glittery-eyed, sparkly unicorn with glowing hair and a pot of gold at the end of her rainbow? Maybe she's the sweet creamy filling of your coconut cream pie?
Yah, this dude thought the same... about his high school sweetheart and mother of
not his five beautiful children. After all, he had the perfect marriage.
Moral of the story: We're all human, we're all fallible, and your wife, like you, is fallible. Many believe the system and the courts and the very nature of paternity favors the sweet mama, so watch your ass and stay vigilante.
With the arrival of every new DNA testing company, it seems, Pandora's Box opens a little more each day.
Edit: This reads like one of every two MRP posts:
We were typical highschool sweet hearts, we go out together, we never fight, I feel like I've done everything a loving husband should do... I work long hours and maybe haven't always been there when she needed me... And never in a million years would I ever have suspected my wife of being disloyal - she's always done everything she could to support me and take care of our children.
Edit 2: This reads more like a Stephen King novella with a Fabio cover:
Not only are none of them my biological children, together four of my children have three different fathers.
Edit 3: And finally, her reaction, which reads like a warning preached at MRP:
So I confront my wife with this, expecting her to confess and beg for forgiveness. She doesn't confess. She doesn't even take it seriously. She says the tests must be flawed.
I keep bringing it up and she keeps brushing it off, getting progressively more annoyed at me. When I bring it up she will try and guilt trip me. "We've been together since highschool, do you seriously not trust me?" etc. But how am I supposed to trust her in the face of such overwhelming evidence?
Edit 4: My own: Fucking soulless bitch.
Edit 5: Seriously dude?
Is there anyway, anyway at all, you think I could or should save my marriage?