The Secret of Second Marriage

The next morning, President Jiang went to work.

I took my daughter to school as usual.

Juan called and asked me to go out for coffee.

She said she missed me and wanted to talk to me.

After thinking about it, I finally decided to take a taxi to find Juan.

She's my best friend in this city, and we haven't seen each other in a long time... I miss her a little.

After we finished shopping at the mall, we found a nice coffee shop near the mall's pedestrian street.

Juan and I booked a private room and ordered two coffees, a mousse cake, and some desserts.

Juan drank quite a bit of alcohol last night, and her eyes looked red. Her family is very well-off; her parents and brother are all well-known entrepreneurs in Beijing.

She was dressed in designer clothes and shoes, had long, wavy hair, wore exquisite makeup, and carried a bag. But as soon as she arrived at the coffee shop to meet him, she couldn't help but feel nauseous and vomited while leaning against a trash can.

I handed her a tissue and said, "Juan, you've lost a lot of weight lately. Why don't you come to my house for lunch today?"

I went to the market to buy your favorite lotus leaf porridge and steamed sweet potato and glutinous rice balls. You need to eat more and get enough rest so I can be at ease!

Juan is a strong woman like that.

She hugged me tightly and cried, saying, "Man, you're so good! In this familiar yet unfamiliar city, you're the only one who's willing to care about me and look after me... I haven't been doing well lately, but I still have to put on an act in front of everyone and tell them that I'm doing great."

Because I didn't want my husband to suspect that I had found out about his affair.

You have no idea how hard I've been trying to keep it all inside, all to avoid arousing my husband's suspicion. I even went to see his mistress, Ju Xiaoya, alone, bringing her lots of gifts, becoming her confidante, and comforting her!

"What? You even brought a gift to see Ju Xiaoya?"

I asked in shock.

This is nothing like Juan's style.

Juan is a very rational woman.

She finally finished vomiting, wiped her lips with a tissue, and smelled pleasant perfume.

She said, "I don't want to arouse suspicion from that cheating couple, and I'd also like to find out what Ju Xiaoya and my husband are planning to do next."

Ju Xiaoya insisted that she had not cheated on her husband, that she was innocent, and that her husband had framed her.

She confided in me that she and her husband had no love in their marriage; it was a forced marriage by their parents.

Her parents initially chose her husband because his father was a local factory manager, hoping to leverage their connections. However, after the marriage, her husband became an alcoholic, abusive, and treated her poorly…

That's why she worked so hard to get into a primary school in Beijing from her hometown. She even showed me her postgraduate degree certificate from her in-service teacher training program, calling me "Sister Juan" repeatedly and telling me not to believe the rumors.

She is innocent. She got to where she is today through her own hard work. It's all her husband's slander... Looking at her pitiful appearance, if I hadn't already known her true colors, I would have really believed what she said."

"These mistresses these days are really good at acting."

I suddenly sighed.

Juan took a deep breath and finally whispered what she had been holding back to me: "Man, I secretly had someone investigate. Her academic qualifications and a bunch of excellent certificates for professional title evaluation were all bought through my husband's connections."

How can some people be so shameless? We've been married for almost 15 years, and my husband has been keeping her for 10 years. She keeps telling me that she's innocent.

These past few days, I not only comforted her, but also became her best friend, taking her out to eat and shop to cheer her up. I also took her to gatherings of our circle of wealthy women.

I could tell that my husband was quite happy, and so was the mistress. They thought I was quite naive, just a rich, gullible, and beautiful woman.

But what they don't know is that I was just putting on an act for them. Deep down, I'm just as disgusting as a mistress is to my husband!

"Juan, what are your plans for the next step?"

I suddenly asked a question.

Juan seemed to have made up her mind, and said with a cold look in her eyes: "Man, I have already hired a lawyer to investigate all of my husband's assets and bank accounts, and found all the transfer records to his mistress in the last 5 years. I have also bribed my husband's driver and the company's accountant."

I told them to check the accounts while gathering evidence that my husband was keeping his mistress in a brothel and buying her a house for their affair.

As for the company, my husband is the legal representative, and he owns more shares than I do. I know I can't take the company with me, but I can poach all the long-term employees and resources... leaving the company as an empty shell.

But all of this takes time. I'll endure it for another year at most, and then I'll officially divorce him!

I said, "Man, I actually support your divorce. You're different from me. You have your family to rely on, as well as your own career and network of connections."

Besides, the two children are grown up now. Getting rid of this scumbag through a divorce wouldn't be a big loss, and life is long enough; there's no need to waste it on a man who isn't worth it.

Juan complained to me, "Man, you know what? I can tolerate my husband having some affairs outside. After all, as a successful man, once you have money and a career, there are plenty of women throwing themselves at you."

My husband can't resist temptation and occasionally has affairs with other women, but I can turn a blind eye.

But he fell in love with that woman, who was his first love. He cherished her, loved her, and spent most of his vacations with her.

He only used me as a stepping stone. He said he loved me very much, but in reality, we didn't have much of a sex life anymore.

Every time we have sex, he finishes in less than 3 minutes, without any passion whatsoever. I find it very difficult to feel love from him anymore.

I don't know how to comfort Juan.

But just as we were chatting, Juan's phone rang.

It turned out to be a call from Xiao San, Ju Xiaoya.

She said, "Juan, I've been so bored at home lately. The sales assistant from that store we went to called me and said they've got some new spring clothes. Do you have time? Want to go take a look together? I'm thinking of buying a spring outfit for my daughter. Do you want to pick one out for Kexin too?"

"Great, Xiaoya, I can tell you're in a much better mood and willing to go shopping. That's a good thing."

"Let's meet at the entrance of Times Square Commercial Street. Oh, right, Man's with me too. The three of us can pick out clothes, have steak for lunch, and then go to a spa for massages and beauty treatments in the afternoon. What do you think?"

Juan immediately regained her composure from her sadness and then said with a smile.

Ju Xiaoya agreed.

She had been humiliated by her husband, which almost ruined her reputation. She was also suspended from her teaching position at a primary school and spent her days at home in tears, hiding and afraid to come out and see people.

However, during this period, she seemed to have come back to life, looking radiant. Juan said that her husband felt sorry for his mistress and was pulling strings behind the scenes to try and get her transferred to a university as a librarian.

Although she doesn't have a permanent position and is only a logistics staff member, she can take an exam. If she passes the written test and the interview, and if she also pulls some strings, she can get a permanent position.

Her husband's mistress really dotes on her, taking care of everything for her. No wonder Juan knows but pretends not to know, how upset and angry she must be inside.

Juan hung up the phone and said to me, "Man, I've been looking for an opportunity to get the mistress's phone, unlock her password, and get her chat history with my ex-husband... but I haven't been able to find an opportunity."

But now the opportunity has come. You'll have to cooperate with me in a moment, okay?

"Okay, Juan, as long as you ask, I will definitely cooperate."

I say.

After Juan finished discussing things at the coffee shop, she appeared at the entrance of the commercial street around 10 a.m. to wait for Ju Xiaoya.

Ju Xiaoya also took a taxi to meet us.

She wore a pale yellow dress and a blue cardigan. Her hair was black and smooth, her skin was fair, her eyes were dark, and her features were delicate. She had the charm and exquisite beauty of a southern woman.

She looks like a very well-behaved and demure lady.

She may look innocent on the outside, but she's filthy on the inside, always trying to seduce and steal other women's husbands.

She walked over to greet Juan and said, "Sister Juan, thank you so much for being there for me these past few days... You believe in my innocence... You are my best friend."

Let me treat you to lunch today!

Juan smiled and said, "We're all sisters, so let's skip the formalities. Let's go shopping! We've come all this way, so let's shop around, buy some clothes, get our nails done, and make the most of this beautiful spring weather!"