Nina stood at the door in a daze. The scene of John and a woman sleeping together in the bed was now seared into her memory. Her throat was so tight that she could not breathe.

In their own bedroom, her husband was lying with another woman.

Nina wanted to rush in and hit them. Thankfully, her rational brain, which had served her all these years, stopped her from doing so and reminded her that she should never act like a shrew.

Sometimes, things weren't what they seemed.

Nina comforted herself inwardly. Her fingers slowly clenching into fists, she stared at the scene for a long time without saying anything

"Mrs. Shi, are you okay?" The one who screamed just now was a young waitress. She took off her high heels and got up from the floor.

"Nothing." Nina shook her head.

She gritted her teeth and whirled around to leave.

Every step she took was like a knife cutting her foot.

Then, she suddenly stopped, her fists clenched tightly. She turned around and looked at the door. Her eyes were as dark as an abys

at John.

'Why hasn't he woken up yet?'

John finally stirred from his deep slumber. Unaware of what had happened, he sat up with a frown on his face, wiping away the water stains from his face.

"Honey? What's going on?" John looked at the empty fish tank in Nina's hands in confusion.

Then, he spied Noah standing with his back to them, and his eyes became cold.

Nina snorted, "You should see who's in the bed first."

His frown deepening, John turned and saw Vivian shivering against the headboard.

John rolled out of bed and stared at the woman in growing horror. "Why is she here?"

"How do I know?" Nina took a step to the side and kept her distance from John.

He smelled of another woman's perfume,

and she hated it.

"I...I don't know what happened. I...I don't know..." Vivian buried her head in her knees and began to sob, like she was being raped.

"Fuck off!" John growled at Vivian in a low, menacing voice.

John came up to have a short nap. How in the world could Vivian creep into his bed?