Ordinary people should live an ordinary life, and an ordinary marriage should remain simple until old age. However, he cannot bear loneliness and takes a mistress. Sorry, but I'm not willing to let it end here just because of love; I want him to lose both his marriage and his life. A mistress? Just get rid of her. Marriage? Just get a divorce. His life? It will be ruined.
After two weeks of my husband's business trip, I should have been happy to have him home, but instead, it became the start of my nightmare. The drama of quarrels, dealing with the mistress, and divorce wasn't just something for others. It was happening to me. Life was indeed the source of all scripts; art needed inspiration, and nothing was more captivating than a bit of drama!
Just two days back from my husband's business trip, I noticed he was spending even more time playing games, chatting while AFK for long periods, and smiling unconsciously. A woman's intuition told me something was amiss.
I never used to check his phone, games, or any other electronic devices, and he would leave them casually on the table. While he was in the shower, I logged into his gaming app. Among his few friends, I opened a chat bar. "Sweetie" had a few messages like "You left so quickly, I wasn't even awake," "You filled me up too much," and "I miss you again." The messages were so revealing that I almost dropped the phone.
It was just a few days of my husband's business trip. While he was telling me he missed me from the hotel, he had already found someone else to reignite the passion.
He was cheating!
I was in disbelief. That night, alone by the bed, I unlocked his phone and checked his Whatsapp contacts, transaction records, and other apps. All showed nothing unusual. No shopping, food delivery, or travel apps.
This man, over thirty, overweight and somewhat unkempt, usually just a homebody focused on games, was having an affair. And he was my husband, gone for such a short time, and was already cheating. It seemed that old habits had died hard.
I couldn't sleep all night, my thoughts in turmoil. Saying I wasn't upset would be a lie. Who was this woman? When did they start? How far had it gone? Who was she? Was there anywhere else I could check?
Christopher Kirk and I met through a blind date.
Neither of us was the passionate choice of each other's youth. We were both in stable jobs, introduced by our respective bosses, and got to know each other through work interactions. At our age, it was natural to be together. Both of our parents approved of each other's backgrounds. After all, people vetted by the company couldn't be too bad.
We didn't have that heart-fluttering feeling or intense passion, just the daily grind and the habit of bringing each other lunch.
Sometimes, I wondered if he was my roommate or my husband. When he touched me, I didn't feel excited, and when he didn't, it wasn't strange either. Marriage was just a task we went through like any other routine. Yet, he was considerate. There was nothing you could fault him for. He handed over his salary honestly, came home on time, and gave gifts both sets of parents during holidays. He didn't neglect social visits.
However, after four years of marriage, we still had no children. People around us began to speculate, and I was getting anxious. Christopher was stubborn and refused to check whether the problem was on his side or mine.
Was his infidelity because we lacked passion? Or was it because we had no children?
From the night I discovered the problem, I became like a detective, quietly observing his activities.
Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. He went to work as usual, and when he came back, we either cooked together or ordered takeout. The only difference was the sudden decrease in intimacy, his phone never left his hand, and he was always playing games, responding to me with one-word answers, as if we had become business partners.
I went through a few days like a shell of myself, while Christopher was lost in his sweet world, completely oblivious to my change. It felt like as long as I appeared in his life, our life would remain the same, and we were both safe.
When a woman's heart grew cold, her calm demeanor could make her seemed like a different person. I lost all expectations of him, even finding his touch repulsive. Perhaps, not loving too much made it easier to let go and fight back.
I needed to create an opportunity for them. I thought to myself.
"Honey, I have to go on a business trip for two days the day after tomorrow. so you'll have to manage things on your own." I said to him.
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Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.
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Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins—a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. “It's time to reveal your true identity, darling.”
As a simple assistant, messaging the CEO in the dead of night to request shares of adult films was a bold move. Bethany, unsurprisingly, didn't receive any films. However, the CEO responded that, while he had no films to share, he could offer a live demonstration. After a night filled with passion, Bethany was certain she'd lose her job. But instead, her boss proposed, "Marry me. Please consider it." "Mr. Bates, you're kidding me, right?"