Since You Don't Love Me, Why Betray My Deep AffectionChapter 1
"Honey, I have to work overtime tonight and you don't have to wait for me."
The night of her birthday, I witnessed her having sex with another man in her car in the parking lot of her company.
They kissed passionately, and instead of interrupting, I silently retreated to my car.
In the passenger side of that car, there was a bouquet, a birthday cake, and two tickets to the thousand-passenger cruise she'd been dreaming of.
I watched them through the windshield until they finished making out happily.
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"Honey, why are you back so late? Why did you drink so much?"
Anna Jones helped me, who smelled of alcohol, to lie down on the sofa.
She was wearing a sexy camisole nightgown, her hair was wet and she'd obviously just gotten out of the shower not long ago, and there was a fresh scent of shower gel coming from her body.
Seeing that I was drunk, she hurried to the kitchen to cook a bowl of hangover soup.
"Don't drink so much anymore."
Anna brought over the hangover soup and said with some grumbling.
There was a time when I would have felt sweet listening to her complaining words, but tonight, I felt numb.
I didn't respond, and I exhaustedly rushed into the bathroom to vomit.
Suddenly, I saw a sexy black lace underwear hanging on the wall.
Something was lingering on there, and though the traces had been deliberately erased, the smell was familiar to the men.
I held it in a daze until Anna rushed into the bathroom and snatched it from me.
At that moment, I saw a trace of panic in her eyes.
"Well! It's so dirty. I'll wash it."
She ran away in a hurry. She clutched her underwear tightly as if she was afraid I would take it away.
After taking a shower, I entered the bedroom and saw her giggling at the phone. It was not until she found me that she stopped smiling.
"Do you remember what day it is today?"
She put her phone away and asked me with a smile.
"I'm sorry, I don't remember," I answered perfunctorily.
She was upset and lay down with her back to me, but I noticed her phone screen flashing, she typed quickly and chuckled from time to time.
Above the bed, a wedding picture of the two of us hung, and we smiled happily at each other.
When we got married, many people praised us for being a perfect match.
When I was staring at the wedding photo in a daze, Anna suddenly turned over and pressed me.