My Husband Took a DNA Test and Found Out He Was Not the Father, I Took One Too and the Truth Was Even Worse — Story of the Day

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I printed out the results and headed straight to Vanessa’s house, because I knew Paul was staying there.

When I arrived later, I rang the doorbell again and again, impatiently, until Paul finally opened the door.

“Mary, what are you doing here? I thought I made it clear I don’t want to see you right now.”

I held the test result up in front of him.

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