"Hey, didn’t we agree on this before? Men handle the outside world and women take care of the inside. If you don’t respect that, I’ll lose my temper for sure. How else can I keep my friends from laughing at me?"

Javier sighed, reached his hand into my nightgown and stroked my belly.

I just found it funny and took his dirty hand away with disgust.

What did it mean that men work outside and women work inside?

In the past, I was the only one who took care of everything at home and outside. Javier was lazy and only cared about enjoying himself all day long.

He doesn't have any sense of manliness at all.

I should have seen that he was a liar.

“Good days will come once my son is born, haha."

 

 

Javier suddenly laughed.

I thought to myself, ‘Javier, these are your good days, right? Then I will be in trouble. You will kick me out and I will have no place to live.’

I thought Javier would continue to say something, but he fell into a deep sleep in just a few seconds.

Taking the opportunity, I secretly took his mobile phone and collected various pieces of evidence to pave a way out for myself.

I suddenly discovered that Javier had two WhatsApp accounts, one of which was very normal and serious.

But the other WhatsApp account was quite different. Javier’s note for Garcia was ‘My dear wife.’

The chat records between the two were particularly explicit.

[Javier: My dear wife, I am so lonely and want you so much.]

[Garcia: Honey, look at my new Balenciaga stockings. I'll wear them to see you this afternoon, okay?]

Similar conversations filled the screen. There were also many explicit photos.

In addition, there were multiple transfers from Javier to Garcia, all perfectly aligning with the times Javier came to me asking for money. 

Each time, he fabricated excuses, claiming his parents were sick, his friends needed help, or his nephew could not afford school fees. 

I foolishly believed him and handed over the money, only for it to end up funding Garcia’s lavish lifestyle.

Poor me.

I endured hunger and hardship for that money, living off burgers and coke for every meal, not even daring to splurge on a slice of cheese.

I had not even bought new clothes in several years.

Then, I opened Javier’s friend group and their latest chat history was discussing me.