Photographer Husband Only Takes Boudoir Photos for His Mistress

On our tenth wedding anniversary, I wanted my husband, who is a photographer, to take a set of boudoir photos for me.
He refused, claiming he only knew how to photograph babies.
That evening, I helped my drunk husband back to his own room.
A portrait photo album fell to the floor.
It was full of boudoir photos of his childhood sweetheart.
When I confronted him, my husband accused me of making a big deal out of nothing, and our daughter didn't understand my reaction either.
Late that night, I saw a photo of the three of them together on his childhood sweetheart's social media.
The caption read: "Taking a break, getting ready to start the next chapter of life."
On our tenth wedding anniversary, my husband took our child out to be with another woman.
I finally realized he had been deceiving me for ten years.