Betrayal of My Wife

I hid at the corner, looking at the photo of me and my beloved wife. Her smile is a sunshine which used to brighten my life, tremble my heart. Now it is just a knife pointing to my heart. It��s a little bit late to regret. My mom warn me a beautiful woman like my wife is not the type I deserve. However, what I believe is as long as I use love, she will definitely be mine. Well, she was. Now she cheated. I saw my wife two hours ago when I took the client who comes from other town to a hotel, where I saw a familiar figure. 5 feet tall, deep eyes and well-tanned skin, yep, that��s her, my wife, Julia. How can she be here? What was she doing in here? I remember she was going to hang out with her friend. At that time, my wife, Julia just came out from the hotel with a man in suit and tie. The man held my wife in his arm and his hand was wandering around Julia��s waist and hip. ��Rob, I didn��t satisfy you enough?�� Julia hit his hand softly with a gentle and warm smile, which I haven��t seen in years. My mind was blank when this scene came into my sight. I felt like something important was torn apart. And I also felt very dizzy. After Julia and that man went away, I still didn��t move a bit. It��s not because I was afraid, but I still cannot believe she actually cheated on me. I hid in the dark which made me like I am the one who cheat. However, I was the one who was betrayed by his wife. I am the only one who can feel how pain it was. It ��s more painful than I feel when I got bankrupt. Back in the day, I was kind of successful. I majored in marketing and advertisement. From the bottom, I passed out the flyer on the street. I made my first fund to open my first company. Gradually, my company went well. When I was at my most prosperous time, in addition to the company's assets and various real estate and car properties, I had a deposit of millions in my account. At that time, I met my wife. It was a dinner party. She wore a delicate dress and a pure and charming makeup. She smiled and shook hands with me under the introduction of her friend. At that moment, I was tempted, and then I woo her. I bought expensive cosmetics and jewelry, dinner in a five-star hotel, care when she felt uncomfortable, and all kinds of means with money and heart were used by me, and finally my wish came true. A year later, I came back with one million in cash and a new property ownership certificate to meet her parents. Her parents smiled happily and called me good son on the spot. At that time, I was really successful and prosperous. But in the end, I was the one to blame. Two years ago, one of my roommates who ran a company with me was targeted by a gambling group and owed a lot of gambling debts. In a moment of desperation, he actually embezzled the company's money to pay off his debts, which caused the company's capital chain to break, followed by a serious loss in its operation, and finally went bankrupt and heavily in debt. That roommate jumped off the building and died, while the other roommate was hospitalized. Although I'm not dead or crazy, in order to pay off my debt, I almost spent my whole fortune and became abject again. Since then, my wife's attitude towards me has changed from coquettish and considerate to cold, and even the s*x life has become less. She will even fiercely refuse me because I come back late for overtime or because of the smell of alcohol in social activities. I didn't say anything about it. I know it was the failure of my career that caused life to become worse, and also implicated my wife to suffer with me. I feel guilty. But was this the reason why she, cheated on me? When I was rich, I treated her better than I did to myself. I even, bought houses and cars, for her parents paid off her gambling brother's gambling debts, and spent hundreds of millions without blinking an eye. After the bankruptcy, I found a new job with a low salary. I worked in the company during the day. If I didn't work overtime at night, I would go deliver pizza, in order to make more money and improve our life. Even in such an awkward environment, I don't want her to find a job. I will try my best to be good to her and meet her needs. Because I really love her. But I don't have money now. I deserve to be cheated? My heart ached. Seeing the backs of the shameless couple were about to disappear at the gate of the hotel, I followed them quickly. As soon as he arrived at the gate of the hotel, I saw my wife running away as a adulterer. I immediately drove the car I bought from the second-hand market to follow them. Originally, I just blindly followed this shameless couple and wanted to see what they were going to do. I didn't even have the courage to go forward and confront them. Until the car stopped downstairs. I glared at my wife sitting in the passenger seat and kissing the adulterer as much as I could. After a long time, I got out of the car and blew a kiss to say goodbye. I didn't expect this shameless couple to be so brazen to have an affair in front of my house! And judging from their calmness, it was obviously not the first time for them to do so. It turned out that I had already been in the cheating island. He had gone too far! At that moment, I was completely angry and my heart was completely broken. I've never been so angry that I really want to kill someone. I've never been so calm as to come up with a killing plan in just a few minutes. I took a photo of the car number of the man. After seeing my wife take the elevator, I got out of the car and went to the supermarket nearby to buy a fruit knife. I'm going to end this relationship tonight with my own hands. Then I'll find the adulterer and kill him together. Even if I will be sentenced to death in the future, I won't hesitate. At the stairway, I lit a cigarette and took a deep drag. Perhaps it was because of excitement or fear, my hand with the cigarette kept trembling, and the other hand held a fruit knife. The knife face glowed with cold light, reflecting my decadent and ferocious face. Just then, her phone rang. It was a voice message from Julia . "Leon Lin, it's so late. Why don't you come back? You work overtime all day long to deal with social activities. I didn't see you make more money!" "Let me tell you, if I'm already asleep when you come back, don't think about sleeping on the bed. If you want to sleep on the sofa, don't disturb my rest, okay?" There are many voice messages with imperative content like this in the w******p records. They are all sent by me when I work overtime and have to go home late. I'm used to it. But at this moment, the harsh voice completely ignited my anger. Why do I have to work so hard outside to stop the boss from drinking and vomiting? In order to get promoted and get a pay rise, you b***h to improve the living environment, and you even look at me coldly and cheat on me? Why! I smashed the cigarette end, held the fruit knife tightly and rushed out of the stairway with a ferocious face.