The Secret of Second Marriage

"Who are you calling so late?"

I couldn't take it anymore and said angrily.

"Who else could it be? My mom couldn't sleep at night because she was taking care of my dad, so she called me to tell me about his condition."

My husband said impatiently.

He's lying!

I said, "Then give me your phone so I can check it!"

My husband was a little angry: "You've already smashed the phone, what's there to check?"

I took his phone and saw that the screen was indeed cracked.

"Get some rest."

My husband said something and then went back to the bedroom.

I watched his departing figure, feeling extremely disappointed.

He actually made an excuse that his mother called him that night.

Why? Why did you lie to me?

I was in great pain and anger, my breathing became increasingly rapid, and my fingers trembled with rage.

I thought my family was happy and fulfilling.

But after 10 years of marriage, I was slapped in the face.

I went back to the bathroom, turned on the tap, and washed my face with the icy cold water.

I pretended not to know anything and went back to my bedroom.

My husband is already asleep.

I also went to bed to rest.

I tossed and turned all night.

My husband, on the other hand, was sleeping soundly.

I want to check his phone to see if he's chatting with his mistress.

But we couldn't find it; he probably hid it.

He was sleeping soundly, and even snored occasionally.

The next morning, the younger brother and his wife were still in bed.

I cooked breakfast.

My husband drank a bowl of pumpkin and millet porridge and ate a steamed bun.

He said to his daughter, "Sweetie, shall Daddy take you to school today?"

"OK"

My daughter is very happy.

As we left, she held my hand in one hand and Dad's hand in the other, and happily said, "Mom, Dad, we'll be together forever."

My husband and I looked at each other, and neither of us said a word.

The thought of him having affairs with other women fills me with a strange sense of revulsion.

It's dirty, it's dirty.

The husband took their daughter to school.

He said, "Honey, I'll take you to work."

In public, he still acts like a considerate and loving husband.

I know my husband is very concerned about his image.

In public, even if he's putting on an act, he pretends to be a very gentlemanly and well-mannered person.

Although I find him repulsive and disgusting, now is not the time for revenge.

I told my husband that I was still working at my old company.

He drove me to the parking lot downstairs in the company building. Looking at me now, I was mature and beautiful, with light makeup and a sexy black business suit.

A different kind of desire suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Honey, you're still as beautiful as ever."

He sat in the driver's seat and leaned over to kiss my face.

If he hadn't betrayed me, I would definitely be very happy right now, feeling that I've regained my charm in my husband's eyes.

But this feeling is too unbearable right now.

I subtly avoided his kiss, and said coquettishly, "Honey, it wouldn't be good if someone saw us."

"What are you afraid of? We're husband and wife."

My husband hooked his fingers around my waist, wanting to kiss my tongue.

But I feel so uncomfortable, like there's something stuck in my throat that I can't swallow...

I dodged his kiss.

Because I can't accept that he has other women outside.

Just then, his phone rang.

He suddenly answered a phone call; it was clearly a gentle female voice.

I asked him, "What happened?"

He pretended to be very calm and said, "Honey, there's something at the company that I need to take care of."

I said, "Then you should go to work right away."

My husband's car drove away quickly.

I know we can't go back to the way things were, or even back to where we started.

From the moment he betrayed our marriage, we were no longer on the same path.

I took a deep breath and prepared to take the elevator from the parking lot upstairs.

The elevator is stopped at the -1 floor.

I happened to run into my boss.

There were a lot of people going to the early shift today, and the elevator was packed with people.

A middle-aged man stared at me, his fingers seemingly touching my shoulder.

I was squeezed into a corner.

Just as the other person's groping hand reached out to me again, Jiang Hui came over and protected me.

He pressed his body against me, his movements gentle and tender, pulling me into his arms, and a refreshing masculine scent wafted towards me.

I haven't felt this way in a long time.

President Jiang was always dressed in a suit and tie, had a great physique, and usually abstained from smoking and drinking. He exercised regularly, rarely socialized, and had no excess fat around his waist.

His WeChat Moments are full of posts about weekend fishing trips.

With his incredibly handsome face, to be honest, I was a little nervous with him so close to me.

President Jiang is a very gentlemanly person.

When the sleazy middle-aged man saw that President Jiang was protecting me, he dared not make any further moves.

After the elevator arrived at our floor, Mr. Jiang smiled at me and then strode into his office.

I could still smell the minty scent on him, and feel the slightly warm body temperature when he was close to me.

What am I thinking? There are so many beautiful women in the company, President Jiang should already have a girlfriend.

Besides, I am a married woman and shouldn't be thinking about such nonsense.

I went back to my office and started working.

Su Qingqing said she was going to confess her feelings to President Jiang.

Her face was flushed, and she smiled sweetly. Sitting next to me, she whispered, "Sister Xiaoman, I just left a note for President Jiang in his office. I told him I like him and wanted to ask him out to dinner after get off work. Do you think he'll say yes?"

Looking into her hopeful eyes, I smiled too.

I said, "I'm not President Jiang. I don't know if he'll agree. But if you like him, go for it. You might just succeed."

I think Xu Qingqing is a brave girl who dares to pursue love.

At the same time, I also dismissed that subtle thought from my mind.

I know I'm unhappy in my marriage right now. My husband cheated on me, and I've been a widow for three years. I feel empty and lonely inside, and I crave a man's love and care.

But that person is definitely not President Jiang.

The company has so many young and beautiful girls, and President Jiang's family background is also very strong.

He could never be interested in me.

So I forgot about the incident in the elevator this morning and buried myself in my work.

As evening approached the end of the workday, President Jiang called Xu Qingqing to his office alone, saying he had something to talk to her about.

Xu Qingqing, being a young girl, blushed and moved on.

When she came out of the office again, her eyes were red.

No matter how curious her colleagues were about what President Jiang had said to her, she remained seated, crying, but refused to utter a single word.

I think she probably failed in her confession.

I walked over and patted Xu Qingqing on the shoulder, saying, "It's okay."

After that incident, Xu Qingqing resigned and went to work for another company.

I heard that President Jiang gave her a letter of recommendation.

Seeing President Jiang's decisive and efficient manner, I sighed inwardly, thankful that I hadn't entertained any unrealistic thoughts.

……

Monday is my husband's birthday.

I rushed off work and carefully prepared dinner.

But it's different from previous years.

In the past, I would personally cook a whole table of dishes for my husband's birthday.

My husband likes to eat beef balls.

I was worried that the ingredients I bought outside weren't healthy, so I went to the market to buy fresh beef and pounded it into meatballs.

But this year, all my meals were ordered from takeout on my phone.

I put the takeout items onto a plate one by one, and I also ordered a cake.

A bouquet of roses was placed in a vase on the table.

My daughter was very happy on her father's birthday. As soon as she got home from school, she used her electric watch to call him and tell him to come home quickly to eat cake.

But my daughter called twice.

No one answered the phone.

I called my husband three times, but he didn't answer.

My daughter and I waited until after 9 p.m., but he still didn't come home.

The food was completely cold.

I reheated the food and my daughter and I ate a little bit.

My daughter asked me disappointedly, "Mom, why isn't Daddy coming home to celebrate our birthday with us on such an important day? Does Daddy not love us anymore?"

I don't want to hurt my daughter's young heart.

I said, "Sweetie, Daddy's busy. Let's eat first."

My daughter and I had dinner together and cut the cake.

After my daughter fell asleep, I was alone, looking at the table full of food that had hardly been touched, and that ridiculous bouquet of roses.

It was only then that my husband called back.

He said, "Honey, I'm sorry I can't celebrate your birthday with you this year. I was busy and didn't answer your call. My company has arranged for me to go on a business trip to Hong Kong. I'll bring you and our daughter gifts when I get back."

Going to the port city for a business trip?

Ha ha.

He was probably on a date with his mistress.

I sneered inwardly; I had finally seen through this man.

We've been married for many years and have passed the seven-year itch; there's nothing new about it anymore.

My husband is successful in his career, but he couldn't resist the temptation and had another woman outside.

I had always held onto the thought that he might change his mind.

But it wasn't until this moment that I was completely disappointed.

I was sleepless until late at night, like a Sherlock Holmes detective, recalling the details of my husband's infidelity.

He once took me out to dinner and introduced me to his colleagues as, "My husband is in charge of taking care of the kids."

The nonchalant tone in his voice felt like a needle piercing my heart.

It turns out he had already started to dislike me for being a housewife.