The Secret of Second Marriage

Juan asked me, "Are you really sure about this?"

I nodded: "After 10 years of marriage, it's meaningless to end up like this."

In his heart, I'm not even as important as a mistress.

Juan said, "Okay, I'll help you find your lawyer and contact you tomorrow."

Juan asked the housekeeper to cook dinner.

After my daughter and I had dinner, we pretended nothing had happened and went home.

When I got home, my husband was already back.

My mother-in-law is at the hospital with my father-in-law.

My brother and sister-in-law are still having an affair.

Late at night, I put my daughter to sleep.

I knocked on the study door.

I asked him, "Are you asleep?"

My husband said, "No."

"Can we talk for a bit?"

I said

He opened the door, looking a little tired, and said to me, "Honey, get me a glass of water."

Looking at my familiar husband, I was furious.

He went out to see his mistress and even asked me to pour him water. I wanted to beat him and his mistress up right then and there to vent my anger!

But then I thought about my well-behaved daughter, and the fact that I hadn't found enough evidence when we got divorced.

I suppressed my anger, poured him a glass of water, placed it on the desk in the study, and said with dissatisfaction, "Your mother wasn't satisfied with the dumplings I made. So you had Yang Yufei make dumplings and send them to your mother, right?"

"Honey, you've misunderstood. I have absolutely no relationship with Xiao Yang. She just happened to run into him at the hospital today. Don't overthink it..."

My husband paused for a moment, then said...

Can I believe his explanation?

No, I won't believe a single word of it anymore.

I asked, "Did you really fire that confidante, Secretary Yang?"

My husband came up to me, hugged me, gently stroked my hair, and kissed my cheek, saying, "Silly girl, what are you thinking about? You're the only one in my heart."

You misunderstood me and Xiao Yang last time, and I've already fired her. I know you've suffered because of me all these years.

My parents favor my brother and aren't good to you. I know that.

"Could you please, for my sake, be a little nicer to my parents? I'm begging you, husband."

He smelled strongly of jasmine perfume.

The smell made me feel dizzy and nauseous.

Are you still lying to me at this point?

Which woman could accept her husband having an affair, buying her a house, and even helping her open a clothing store?

He was too good at pretending in front of me.

"Honey, I'd like to visit your company."

I still believe that seeing is believing.

My husband got a little angry when he realized I didn't believe him.

He frowned, a question that was both a test and an accusation: "We've been married for so many years, don't you have any trust in me at all?"

Did you see me cheating on you with your own eyes? Don't jump to conclusions so quickly.

I almost wanted to throw the photos of them checking into a hotel in his face.

But I held back.

"I really don't have any evidence... but I just don't like Yang Yufei. So I have to go to the company and see if you've actually fired her?"

I say.

"Whatever."

My husband said.

Our conversation ended unhappily.

He ignored me and went back to his study, closing the door behind him.

I walked into the living room alone, sat on the sofa, and burst into tears.

My husband is definitely cheating on me.

He was just testing whether I had any evidence.

However, it's also clear that he doesn't dare to openly divorce me.

Because he cares about his image.

I've gathered a lot of information in the past two days.

Yang Yufei is young and beautiful, and is an art student at a dance academy.

She was able to get into my husband's company because my husband used his connections.

The economic climate has been bad in recent years, and many art students can't find jobs right after graduation.

She used to be a dance school teacher and taught my daughter a few dance lessons.

My husband picked up my daughter a few times, and that's how the two of them started dating.

The dance studio later went out of business.

She used my husband's connections to get a job as a secretary at a large company.

My husband also knows that keeping a young mistress is bad for his reputation.

He maintained an ambiguous relationship with his mistress, but when he returned home, he still presented himself as a good husband and father.

I took a few glasses of red wine from the wine cabinet and sat in the living room to drink a few sips.

My brother-in-law and sister-in-law came back from having an affair.

The two of them were dressed smartly, but reeked of alcohol.

When my brother-in-law saw me, a glint of desire flashed in his eyes.

Seeing that my husband and I were sleeping in separate rooms, he feigned concern and asked, "Sister-in-law, did you and your brother have a fight? If you're unhappy about something, you can talk to me about it."

I said, "We're fine, you don't need to worry about us."

Tian Lili teased me, "Really? Sister-in-law. I heard you and your brother are so close that you even sleep in separate rooms."

She always secretly encouraged her brother-in-law to ask us for money.

They cause trouble if they don't get paid.

I frowned. "Who told you that?"

Tian Lili smiled and said, "I guessed it myself."

My husband overheard the conversation in the living room.

He probably didn't want to expose our awkward situation to the guests.

He came out of the study very quickly.

He told his younger brother, "Your sister-in-law and I have a very good relationship. Don't talk about us behind our backs."

The younger brother and sister-in-law looked embarrassed.

After my husband finished speaking, he came over, put his arm around my shoulder, and said with a smile, "Honey, don't be angry anymore. Let's go back to the room and rest."

I turned my back to him, not wanting to talk to him.

He hugged me from behind and gently coaxed me, "Don't be angry. You're the most important person in my heart. If you have any temper, take it out on me, don't make yourself angry."

It's fine if he doesn't comfort me, but if he does, my tears start flowing.

I turned around and punched him twice.

My husband pulled me into his arms, kissed me on the cheek, and said, "Don't stay angry after you've had your tantrum. Go to sleep. There are people taking care of you at my dad's place, so don't worry about them. If you have to go to work, then focus on your work. I've let you down all these years."

That was said in a very gentle and considerate way.

We went back to the bedroom together.

For a moment, I felt that my gentle and refined husband had returned.

But one sentence he said sent chills down my spine.

He said someone was taking care of his father. Who is that person? If it's not a caregiver, then it must be his mistress.

I never expected him to let his mistress take care of his father.

The mistress was eager to take over, so of course she was willing to take care of my husband's father.

I subtly wiped my kissed face with my finger, feeling nauseous.

Lying in bed at night.

I saw my husband hide under the covers with his back to me and text someone on his phone.

I glanced at my husband's phone out of the corner of my eye, and the screen lit up, displaying a series of WeChat messages. I could vaguely make out the words "Baby, you've worked so hard."

This way of addressing someone is far too ambiguous.

I asked, "Who are you messaging?"

"My mom"

My husband said.

I sneered. What a pretentious act.

My husband showed me his phone: "Mom is chatting with me. Honey, don't be so suspicious."

I took a look, and it was indeed my mother-in-law's picture.

However, this doesn't prove anything; it only proves that he switched to his mother-in-law's chat page.

Later, my husband got sleepy while chatting. He put his phone on the bedside table, turned off the screen, and fell asleep.

I never used to turn off my phone at night.

But now that the phone is off so late at night, I guess it's because it's afraid I'll discover something.

I drifted off to sleep.

Around two or three in the morning, I heard noises coming from the room.

When I got up, the bed was empty. I had no idea where my husband had gone.

His phone was also taken away.

I picked up my phone and glanced at the time; it was already past 2:40 AM.

I quietly got out of bed in my slippers and heard very soft talking coming from the bathroom.

The bathroom light was on; my husband was using the toilet.

I crept closer to the bathroom, pressed my ear against the wall, and put my ear close to the bathroom door.

I heard my husband on the phone.

"Don't go to work tomorrow. Take a day off. My wife's going to check up on me."

"I'm sorry to have troubled you."

My husband's voice was quite gentle; he was probably talking to that woman on the phone.

He was still on the phone with his lover in the middle of the night.

A short while later, the sound of flushing water came from the bathroom.

I heard my husband and his mistress making indescribable sounds through their cell phones in the bathroom.

My husband was video chatting with someone and said, "Baby, I miss you so much."

The mistress is also moaning through the phone screen.

Hearing this embarrassing scene in the middle of the night, I just felt disgusted.

My tears fell.

This scene torments me.

I clenched my fingers tightly and, at the height of my husband's excitement, banged on the door a few times.

Bang bang bang!

"Honey, what are you doing in the bathroom?"

I say.

"what!"

My husband's legs went weak with fear.

The phone also fell to the ground.

After a while, I heard the sound of turning off the video and putting on pants.

He opened the door and questioned me.

You scared me to death.

He said, still shaken.

I feigned innocence and said to him, "No way!"

What I really wanted to say was, "I'll scare you to death, I hope it scares you so much that you become impotent and can never get an erection again."

Who told you to cheat on me with your mistress?

You haven't touched me in three years, but you've been having fun with your mistress.

Are all the wildflowers outside fragrant?