"Paisley, I haven't been feeling well lately, and I often get car sick. Do you mind if I sit in the passenger seat beside your dear husband?"
She shook my arm and acted cute, looking adorable.
I had no choice but to obediently get out of the passenger seat.
She sat in the passenger seat.
On the way, Rory and Monica were talking and laughing. They seemed to be very happy. It seemed that Monica wasn't seriously car sick.
The words of my friend made me keep an eye on them.
Back home, I jokingly and tentatively asked Rory, "Rory, how do you feel when you are alone with Monica?"
...
"What can I feel? It's the feeling of being with someone I was quite familiar with. I am good to her because she is your best friend."
He rubbed my hair and continued, saying, "If I didn't know her, I wouldn't even pay attention to Monica."
The villain dies from talking too much. This is the lesson we have learned in movies and TV shows."
It was Rory's excessive explanation that revealed to me something fishy was going on between him and Monica.
I had been married to Rory for eleven years. I knew him. The more he explained, the more suspicious it was.
My heart was twisted. The pain made my heart skip a beat. In the air-conditioned room with strong cold air, my palms were covered in cold sweat.
I never believed that Monica, who was my friend for twenty years, and Rory, who had been with me for ten years, would do such a thing behind my back.
One day, I went home to get some documents. Then I accidentally heard Rory making giggling sounds in the bathroom.
I tiptoed over and pressed my ear against the bathroom door.
"Honey, I want you, I miss you. Do you want to kiss your beloved husband?"
As I listened to Rory's moans of desire, my head buzzed. My mind turned into a mess.
Tears fell uncontrollably onto the floor.
my beloved husband, I want you so much too. I want to kiss you..."
Rory put his cell phone on speakerphone. Monica's coquettish and playful voice rang out in my ears!
My legs went weak. I collapsed right in front of the bathroom door.
The sound of the folder in my hands falling to the ground rang out.
The two people, who were sexually comforting each other in the bathroom via a video call, were startled.
"This is my best friend who always says that she won't share with me the toothbrushes and men.
"My husband, who is supposed to love me for the rest of our lives, is doing shameless things with her."