I remained silent, and there seemed to be a faint sound of water on the other side of the phone.

"Tim, towel..."

A familiar female voice came, and Tim seemed to be caught off guard by the voice and hung up the phone directly.

Then he sent me a message to comfort me.

"My colleague spilled water on the computer. I'll go see what happened. You go to sleep, honey. I'll take you out for a nice dinner tomorrow."

I looked at the message on my phone and thought about the alluring voice just now. It was very clear.

My husband had probably already been with Dora.

When did it start? After we got married or before?

I was afraid that the larger set of lingerie was accidentally sent by Tim to the wrong person.

Thinking of Dora's voluptuous body, I couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Once upon a time, I felt proud of Tim's meticulousness.

When I was sad, he was able to calm me down in time, take me to good food and fun, and comfort me.

He would also carefully have painkillers and tampons for me during my menstrual period.

And he remembered every anniversary. Every gift he gave me touched my heart.

But it was because of his meticulousness that I didn't realize that he and my best friend had been together for a long time.

I sat helplessly on the bed, looking at the happy photo of the three of us on the screen of my phone, and couldn't help falling into deep thought.

The three of us had been good friends since junior high school.

At that time, I was rebellious and did not want to go to the aristocratic school my father arranged for me. I insisted on going to a public school.

My father finally couldn't persuade me and let me come to the school.

But I was used to being ostentatious, and I didn't see why I should keep a low profile. So soon I became a thorn in the flesh of some people who hated the rich.

Although they would not use violence against me openly due to the influence of my family, they would secretly speculate about me and spread rumors about me.

And that time, the head of a group who had always disliked me bumped into me and spilled all the food on me. Then she apologized to me in a sarcastic tone with a look of disdain on her face.

"Sorry, Sally. I accidentally soiled your school uniform, but you shouldn't mind, right? After all, your family is so rich, and you will definitely not make a fuss with us."

I bit my lip, not knowing what to do.

At that time, Tim appeared and rescued me.