After returning from a business trip, I found a used wrapping paper on my bedside table.
Strange, I haven't bought anything recently.
My girlfriend and I haven't used this thing for a long time.
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I looked at the packaging in front of me and fell into contemplation.
I have been on a business trip recently and haven't bought this thing for a long time.
Obviously, it's not something I used.
But what does it mean to appear on my bedside table at home?
It meant that my girlfriend used it with someone else at my place.
She cheated on me!
I calmed down and dared not think about it further.
I was supposed to come back tomorrow night, but I came back early.
I didn't tell my girlfriend that I'm already home.
I checked our room.
My slippers were obviously worn by someone else, and there were traces of someone touching my facial cleanser and razor in the bathroom.
[Honey, what time will you come back tomorrow?]
At this moment, my phone rang.
It was a message from my girlfriend, Patricia Anne. I thought I shouldn't alert her, and I didn't have definitive evidence to prove that she was cheating.
I replied, [Seven o'clock in the evening.]
[Sure.]
There was no further communication. It seemed like she didn't care if I was tired from the business trip or if she needed to pick me up when I returned.
She only cared about what time I would go back.
I wouldn't have thought anything was unusual before, but I can't be sure now.
Once the seed of doubt was planted, it would grow wildly.
But it was not the time for impulsiveness. Since I was brought back early to see all this, it was meant to make me see through someone clearly.
I placed a hidden camera in the bedroom, aimed at the bed, connected to my phone.
I went out and found a hotel, pretending that I didn't come back tonight.
Chapter 2At night, I arrived at the hotel and watched the surveillance footage on my phone.
There was still a glimmer of hope in my heart, thinking that I may have been overthinking it and that my girlfriend didn't cheat on me.
But the next second, my heart sank to the bottom.
A man and a woman entered the bedroom, I don't know the man, but the woman is my girlfriend, Patricia.
"Your boyfriend is coming back tomorrow? So soon?"
"Oh, it's been so many days and I'm still not tired of it?"
"No, I'm not tired, no matter how many times. Let's do it again tonight."
"I hate it!"
As they spoke, the two of them kissed and started taking off their clothes, rolling onto the bed.
My fury was about to break my sanity, and my hand holding the phone trembled tightly.
The two of them quickly took off their clothes.
"Are you not wearing it today?"
"No, let's see if you're carrying a baby of mine or your boyfriend's."
"Why are you so bad! Tell me, who is better between me and your yellow-faced wife?"
"Of course it's you, she's old, ugly, and fat. How can she compare to you? Tell me! Am I more powerful or is your boyfriend more powerful!"
Patricia's face was rosy, and her expression was something I had never seen before.
"It's you! Baby! Only you can make me feel this way."
I angrily threw my phone on the ground. I just wanted to go home and catch those two bastards in the act!
But then I felt that this would be too easy for them.
If I went back then, at most I would just fight with that man and break up.
I might even end up in jail myself.
Thinking of this, I quickly regained my sanity and felt that it wouldn't be so easy to let them off the hook.
In the surveillance footage, the man said he has a wife.
So Patricia, rather than being the third wheel, she chose to betray me!
Alright, alright, alright!
I have always been good to Patricia, giving her enough money and emotional support.
She is a designer, and recently she has been working overtime a lot. I thought she was tired, so I would heat up the food and wait for her to come back and eat.
Now it seems that working overtime is not necessarily the reason.
She has a younger brother, and I arranged a job for him.
When her parents mentioned marriage, they asked for a dowry of 40,000 dollars and a house. I have been working hard to earn money just to marry her.
And what's the result?
I spat on the ground, thinking about how to make her and her adulterer fall from grace!
Chapter 3I didn't know how I slept through the night, I almost slept until dawn.
At seven o'clock in the evening, I returned home.
Patricia was also at home, she glanced at me and said, "Welcome back, Honey."
Her attitude was tepid, it's just a normal thing.
I used to have no doubts, but when I think about it carefully, she has been saying that she has been working overtime a lot recently, and her attitude has always been this lukewarm state. There have been several times when I wanted to be intimate with her, but she pushed me away, saying she was too tired.
I looked around the house and saw that the slippers and toiletries were neatly arranged.
Back in the bedroom, sure enough, that packaging paper was gone.
Fortunately, my hidden camera was not discovered. I secretly hid it.
At night, Patricia deliberately got intimate with me and said we could do it today.
I sneered. Someone else did it yesterday, using me as a scapegoat!
But I was not in the mood for this. Just thinking about her having sex with another man on my bed yesterday made me feel nauseous.
For a moment, she saw that I wasn't interested and lost interest too.
"So boring, are you still a man?"
She gave me a white look and turned over to sleep with her back to me.
It was ridiculous that she still said I'm boring.
I looked at her and could still imagine her under another man.
I didn't have any feelings for her anymore.
But if I wanted revenge, I'll take a big one.
Women like her, the higher they are held, the harder they fall.
Chapter 4"Honey, I'll be working late tonight and may come back later. You don't have to wait for me." Early the next morning, Patricia put on delicate makeup and wore black stockings before leaving, she said to me.
"Why are you working late again? Is your company so busy?" I asked in a natural tone as much as possible.
"Oh, recently I got a big client. If this deal goes through, not only can I earn that much, but I can also be recognized as an excellent designer." Patricia gestured with her hand to indicate 10,000 dollars.
I nodded and pretended to care, telling her not to overwork herself recently.
She left happily without suspecting me.
As soon as she left, I looked at her from upstairs.
There was a BMW waiting for her downstairs.
Seeing her walking towards the BMW with a twisted waist and a smile on her face.
I saw the man driving, the one who was involved with Patricia!
Now both of these bastards were openly disregarding me.
I also went downstairs, didn't drive, took a taxi and followed the BMW.
The BMW didn't drop her off at the company's entrance, probably to avoid gossip. It dropped her off near the company.
I continued to follow the BMW and found out that it entered Patricia's company.
It seems to be someone from her company!
She basically didn't need me to pick her up or come to her company to find her.
So I was basically not familiar with or know her colleagues at her company.
It seems that she didn't want me to go, it's nothing more than creating a single person image, or she thought I was not presentable.
But that man obviously knew about my existence.
That left only one reason.
She thought I was not presentable!
She always thought I don't have money and earn too little.
She said her best friend's husband gives her best friend how much money and buys how many gifts every month.
And always urged me to buy a house in full before marriage, and it had to be in her name to give her a guarantee.
She also said that the dowry of 40,000 dollars cannot be less, it was for her younger brother to marry a wife.
Before, her brother complained that the job she arranged for him was too tiring. She blamed me for not being able to find a better job for her brother, and thought I was useless.
Her brother has a community college degree, but he has never worked since graduation. He spent his days playing games at home.
I found this job through personal connections.
She even said that after we get married, I have to give all my earnings to her for safekeeping.
Luckily, I haven't gotten married yet. I was not foolish enough to give all my money to her.
Chapter 5I followed the BMW to the parking lot and remembered the license plate number of the car.
Then I walked into her company.
She used to forbid me from coming, but I insisted on coming.
Patricia was a little surprised to see me and immediately pushed me out, saying, "Why did you come?"
"I came nearby for some errands and wanted to see you as well."
I answered with my mouth, but my eyes were looking around to find out where that man was.
Patricia was a little flustered and kept urging me not to disturb her work. I didn't pay attention to the rest.
After circling around, I found that the man was in an office very close to Patricia's seat, and he seemed to be a leader.
I took note of it and turned to Patricia, asking if we should have lunch together.
She refused and told me to leave if I had nothing to do.
I went back to the office and asked someone to check the owner of this license plate number.
The result came quickly.
This man is called Kyle Abbott, he is in the same company as Patricia, and he is a direct leader of Patricia. He is forty years old, already married, and has a twelve-year-old child at home.
I saw the photo of this man, and it was indeed the man I saw.
I didn't expect that the two of them would be so blatant now, picking up and dropping off each other every day.
And Patricia actually found an older man who is ten years older than me!
Is an older man more experienced?
I sneered and said, no wonder Patricia has been so focused on work recently, and her performance was getting better and better, one client after another.
So it turns out that someone else introduced her to him!
When I heard Patricia say that she has a big client recently, I suddenly had a good idea.
I definitely didn't want Patricia to make money.
Just as I was thinking, my phone rang, it was Patricia's mother.
Impatiently, I answered the phone, it's not the time to come to an open break yet.
Chapter 6"Harold, how is the job search for Peter going?" Her mother called me and the first thing she asked was about finding a job for Patricia's younger brother, Peter Anne.
He lost his job before, and Patricia asked me to continue looking for him, and I agreed.
"Auntie, I have a friend who opened a factory. I asked my friend before and arranged a job with good pay and less work for Peter. My friend agreed on their side, and there will be news in a while. I thought I would tell you when there is news."
"In my opinion, you should go for that job you applied for last time. The pay was too low, you could earn more with this one, right?"
"Yes, my friend said it's about 1,500 dollars for this month."
"Oh my goodness! This is great!" Patricia's mother Sofia sounded so happy on the phone, and her tone of speech has improved.
"It has to be you, Harold. I will tell Peter to find you if he needs anything in the future."
I responded with a laugh.
"Oh, by the way, Harold, you and Patricia have been together for so long, what about the dowry..."
Every time Sofia called, it's either because of her younger brother or because of the dowry. It happened every time.
There was nothing else to say.
I used to promise her that I would definitely give the dowry, but now I don't have that much. I was working hard to earn money for a better life for Patricia.
Sofia always didn't believe it, sneered at me, thinking that I was painting castles in the air for her and her daughter.
So every once in a while, I had to bring up this matter.
Before I could speak, Patricia's father Bob grabbed the phone and said to me, "Harold, as a man, you have to be honest and practical, money is the most important."
"A dowry of 40,000 dollars, my Patricia is not young anymore."
"Yes, Harold..." Sofia interrupted.
I interrupted their words and said, "The dowry is not 40,000 dollars."
Her parents were stunned for a few seconds, and Sofia spoke, "Didn't you promise 40,000 dollars before?"
"I have changed my mind. Patricia has been so good to me, and you two have raised such an outstanding daughter. I think a dowry of 100,000 dollars is appropriate."
"100,000 dollars?"
"Is it true or not, Harold, you didn't deceive us, did you?" said Bob.
I solemnly swear that it's absolutely true.
Who doesn't know how to make empty promises?
Patricia's parents said with great joy: "Harold, I knew you could do it! I trust you with Patricia!"
Laugh!
Let's see if you can still laugh later!
I stayed at her workplace until she finished work in the evening.
I saw all the people from their company leave, but Patricia still didn't come out.
After a while, Kyle came out with his arm around Patricia's waist and even grabbed her butt.
Patricia got into a BMW car, so I quickly found a taxi to follow.
I saw them arrive at a hotel.
Sure enough!
I said she has been working overtime so frequently recently. Turns out she was working overtime in a hotel!
Patricia was really not enough. I didn't know if Kyle, that old man, could handle it!
I followed them off the car and quietly hid myself.
They took the elevator, and I ran up the stairs.
Watching their elevator stop on the fourth floor.
I quietly followed behind and watched where they went.
Locked the room, I patiently waited and didn't go in to catch them in the act.
If I wanted to catch them in the act, I would have gone that night.
I had bigger things to do.
I found the phone number of Kyle's wife. I got a new SIM card and sent a message to Kyle's wife: [Old hag, do you still have the face to occupy this position? Kyle has long said he wants to divorce you. You've been stubbornly refusing to divorce, haven't you?]
Not long after, Kyle's wife called me.
She called several times, but I didn't answer.
Kyle's wife sent me a text message: [Who the fuck are you? Have the guts to answer the phone!]
I didn't reply.
The soundproofing of this hotel was average, I could hear the sound of that couple inside the room.
"If your husband is not at home, let me come to your place."
"It's so exciting!"
Kyle's phone rang, it's probably his wife calling him.
Patricia also said, "Don't stop, just keep going like this."
That managed to disturb Kyle and for a while, he didn't answer the phone.
I called the police and reported that there was an illegal transaction in Room 402 of Palace Hotel.
The police arrived quickly, and I hid, ready to watch a good show.
The police came to room 402 and knocked on the door.
There was suddenly no sound inside.