The Secret of Second Marriage

Juan said, "If all else fails, you can find someone outside."

This statement shocked my worldview.

I shook my head.

Juan tried to persuade me a lot, basically telling me not to get a divorce and to make room for the mistress.

Juan and I talked for a long time until our daughter finished her homework.

I then took my daughter and said goodbye.

Around 10 p.m., I drove my daughter back from my best friend's house.

When I got home, my husband was there too, sitting on the sofa waiting for me.

My mother-in-law has also returned from the hospital.

The younger brother and sister-in-law moved their suitcases to the guest room.

I took my daughter's hand and went inside without saying hello to them.

The atmosphere was awkward.

The mother-in-law wiped away her tears.

My husband came over and seemed to have something to say to me.

I interrupted him directly: "I'm very tired today. I need to take my daughter to rest. Let's talk about other things tomorrow."

My husband left with a gloomy expression.

The next morning, I cooked dumplings.

Pork and scallion filling.

I had wrapped them up before and put them in the refrigerator.

I was too lazy to cook, so I just boiled some dumplings for breakfast.

At the dining table, I served the dumplings.

My mother-in-law took one bite and then pushed it away, refusing to eat any more without saying anything.

I ignored the old woman.

After finishing breakfast, I hurriedly took my daughter to school.

I'm at work. My husband texted me: "Honey, Dad said the food at the hospital is tasteless. He wants some of your cooking."

I gave a cold laugh and didn't reply to his message.

I was thinking to myself, who do you think you are?

My husband sent me another message: What's wrong with you lately?

I still don't want to reply to him.

Anyone can use passive-aggressive tactics.

He's already having an affair, and he's still pretending to be a good person in front of me.

At noon, I used my meal card to get a meal at the staff canteen.

Our company has a nice office environment.

Clean and tidy.

The dining environment in the cafeteria is also very good.

We offer beef noodles, stir-fries, bread, and both Chinese and Western dishes.

I made a new friend at work.

She is Su Qingqing.

She is a new female college graduate in our finance department.

She said she was immediately attracted to President Jiang when she first started working there, and that she got along well with me because I was the employee who had been with President Jiang the longest.

She said, "Sister Xiaoman, you are so beautiful and have such a great presence."

I blushed and said thank you.

I know in my heart that no matter how beautiful I am, I am still a mature woman.

Su Qingqing is the company's most beautiful and juicy young girl.

As soon as she arrived in the finance department, many young men in the company fawned over her.

However, she didn't like it either.

Her target is General Jiang.

She asked me, "What kind of girl does President Jiang like?"

I've always kept a low profile at the company and never gossip about the boss's private affairs.

I shook my head and said I didn't know.

Su Qingqing then asked me, "What kind of coffee does President Jiang like to drink?"

I thought about it and told Su Qingqing about a coffee brand that President Jiang liked.

I remember when he first started his business, he was under a lot of pressure as the boss.

I have to go out to meet clients every day, and sometimes I have to work overtime until one or two in the morning to revise the plans.

What kind of coffee does he usually drink?

Su Qingqing was very happy and said that if she successfully won over President Jiang, she would definitely give me a big red envelope as a thank you.

I smiled and suddenly realized how wonderful it is to be young.

They are enthusiastic about everything they do, with a kind of reckless energy.

President Jiang is a gentleman.

I wonder if Su Qingqing can catch up with him?

I heard that President Jiang has always been single and has never had a girlfriend.

He and Vice President Wang Hao were quite close; people in the company were saying they were a couple.

But I feel like they just seem like good brothers. They often eat, drink, and play sports together, but there's nothing intimate between them.

Oh, right.

Wang Hao has dated several girlfriends, but he doesn't seem like a homosexual.

I'm too lazy to think about all that; these things have nothing to do with me.

I ate lunch in the cafeteria and didn't start work at the company until 1:30 pm.

Instead of going upstairs to rest, I went out for a walk.

I took a taxi to a bustling shopping mall near my company.

I heard that's the clothing store my husband opened for his mistress, right there in that location.

I went to see that clothing store.

The shop windows and storefronts are decorated luxuriously, and the store sells the latest women's clothing, shoes, and bags.

The store is doing pretty well.

I inquired and found out that the shop's rent and transfer fee would be at least 500,000 to 600,000 yuan.

My husband really treats me like a fool.

Every penny he gave to his mistress was considered joint marital property.

No matter what, a man who cheats is no longer worth my love.

I've considered what Juan said. What's the point of dragging on without getting a divorce?

I couldn't make up my mind, and my lunch break flew by. I was back at the company to continue working after 1 p.m.

In the afternoon, Mr. Jiang distributed snacks and afternoon tea that he had ordered online to each employee.

Xu Qingqing secretly bought the brand of coffee I mentioned, took President Jiang's cup, brewed the coffee, and quietly placed it in his office.

When I went in to get Mr. Jiang's signature on the expense report, he gave me a slight smile.

He said the coffee was quite good.

"President Jiang is very sentimental. It seems he has always liked this brand of coffee."

I smiled back at him; it seems President Jiang's taste hasn't changed.

I've liked that brand for so many years.

General Manager Jiang praised me for the neatness of the financial reimbursement invoices, the clarity of the accounts, and my serious and responsible work.

I blushed.

I said, "Thank you, Mr. Jiang. I will work hard."

To be honest, being recognized at work is something that makes me feel very valuable.

I feel quite secure having a job.

After I left the office, I told Xu Qingqing that President Jiang really liked the coffee she made.

Xu Qingqing was very pleased.

But I couldn't feel happy.

I remained sullen, with a sadness in my eyes.

My husband's affair is like a thorn that deeply wounds my heart.

When I returned to my office seat, I found a piece of chocolate and a gift on my desk.

I've heard that eating chocolate can make people happier.

I opened it and ate a piece of chocolate.

A colleague said, "President Jiang is so kind; he brought back gifts for everyone from his business trip."

Looking at the gift wrapped in a box, I felt a warm feeling in my heart.

I haven't received a gift in a long time.

Just before I was about to leave work in the evening, I suddenly received a WeChat message on my phone from my sister-in-law, Tian Lili.

She took a picture of my husband and his family sitting together eating in the hospital room.

There was a plate of dumplings on the table that caught my attention.

My sister-in-law said, "Hehe, sister-in-law, since you don't want to cook for Dad, someone else has cooked and brought it over. And she's much younger and prettier than you."

One of her photos is of a woman's red high heels.

I felt as if I had fallen into an ice cave.

My father-in-law's mistress actually went to his hospital room to visit him, and she even brought a bunch of delicious food with her.

She even brought a serving of dumplings.

My mother-in-law cried and complained that she couldn't even find a bowl of wontons that she liked.

So my husband asked my mistress to make dumplings and send them over.

They really are a loving family.

I sat at my desk, tears streaming down my face.

When President Jiang came out of his office, he saw me crying and very gentlemanly handed me a pack of tissues.

"I'm sorry," I said.

I'm 30 years old, I shouldn't show this kind of behavior at work.

I quickly wiped away my tears, acted as if nothing had happened, turned off the computer, and finished my work for the day.

General Manager Jiang asked, "There's a company dinner tonight, are you coming?"

I shook my head: "You guys go have fun, I have something to do and need to go back first."

I really don't feel like going to the dinner party.

I clocked out of get off work with my bag in hand and went to find my best friend Juan.

My best friend Juan still helped me bring my daughter to her house, and we did homework and ate fruit together in the room.

She washed a plate of cherries.

My best friend's husband is a big boss, just like my husband. He's always traveling for work, flying all over the country, and rarely comes home.

When I arrived, Juan very warmly pulled me into her room to whisper to her.

I told her about my family situation.

I need to talk to someone.

My best friend Juan said, "Your husband has gone too far. He can keep his mistress as a mistress for fun, but to bring her to meet his parents? That's outrageous!"

I said, "Juan, can you help me find a lawyer?"