The Secret of Second Marriage

Late at night, my husband came home and heard the sound of the door opening.

My mother-in-law immediately ran over in her pajamas to complain about me.

She said, "Son, how could you marry such a wife? She's so unfilial; look how she treats her mother..."

"Mom, no matter what, she's still my wife. You're putting me in a very difficult position."

"My husband said in a low voice."

"Son, what exactly happened at noon today? Tell Mom. We waited for ages in the hotel's private room, why didn't you come to eat? Did she forbid you from coming?"

When the mother-in-law faced her son, her expression changed from gloomy to sunny.

My husband is a bit upset tonight.

He fired his mistress today, and everyone at the company is laughing at him.

He simply didn't have the energy to deal with his mother.

He said, "Mom, please don't ask anymore."

The mother-in-law shut her mouth in anger and resentment.

He returned to the bedroom dressed in an expensive suit, rubbing his temples wearily. "Honey, don't be angry."

I remained silent, not wanting to pay him any attention.

He took another shower, returned to the bedroom in his pajamas, and came back to my bedside.

He hugged me, pushed me down onto the bed, and kissed me, as if he wanted to make up for it physically.

Don't touch me.

Like a frightened hedgehog, I pushed him away in a fit of anger.

He was stunned.

I was stunned too.

I wasn't like this before, really! Why have I become so irritable now? Because my husband cheated on me, and I just can't get over it.

The atmosphere around us was a bit oppressive.

My husband pleaded, "Manman, please don't be angry anymore. Give me some time. We loved each other so much, we can definitely go back to how we were before. Our relationship problems are temporary, and things will definitely get better."

But, will there be a future for us?

I looked at him and said with a cold smile, "I don't want to see you."

After saying that, my husband turned and left, leaving me alone sitting on the bed, silently shedding tears.

I lost a full 10 pounds during this period.

But who truly understands the deep-seated pain of such marital betrayal? The deeper the love, the heavier the despair.

I walked out of the bedroom in my pajamas and saw my husband sitting alone on the sofa smoking.

He rarely smokes, except when he's under a lot of pressure...

His parents-in-law were already asleep; it was late at night, and he was the only one in the living room.

He was chatting on his phone.

The phone screen illuminated his face.

I think he's probably chatting with his mistress.

Although I despise him, I don't want to completely push him to the side of the mistress, that would be too easy for him and the mistress.

I went over to him and said, "It's late, go back to your room and sleep. Don't get cold."

My husband was a little touched.

He held my hand and said, "Wife, I know you still love me."

He came back to the bedroom with me.

I crawled into bed, back to back with him, not wanting to be near him.

My husband suddenly said, "Honey, Mom and Dad won't be staying with us for a long time. They miss their grandson too, so I'll take them to the airport tomorrow at noon."

What makes me feel a little relieved is that my difficult mother-in-law has finally gone back.

My husband is well aware that his parents favor their second child.

He added, "Honey, Niu Niu is starting elementary school. I've hired a tutor. Starting this weekend, he'll come to our house to teach our daughter piano."

I was a little surprised.

My husband is very busy with his career and has never cared about our daughter's studies.

This was the first time he had hired a tutor for his daughter.

I felt a little relieved. No matter what my relationship with him was like, at least he was Niu Niu's father.

I said, "You're very thoughtful."

……

The next day, my husband really did send his parents back to their hometown.

My younger brother and sister-in-law also went back with me.

My mother-in-law took away several sets of my cosmetics and several sets of my husband's expensive suits from the closet.

She said she would give these to her brother-in-law and sister-in-law to take back.

Before leaving, my husband transferred 5 yuan to his mother.

This money definitely won't last long; it'll end up in my brother-in-law's hands.

My father-in-law's surgery is over. Our family seems to have returned to normal.

My husband has given up many social engagements outside of work and goes home to spend time with the children after work.

On Friday night, when I got home from working overtime, he had already prepared a sumptuous meal.

I must say, my husband is a pretty good cook.

There was steamed lobster, cola chicken wings, braised pork ribs... and a whole bunch of other dishes. My daughter loves her dad's cooking.

His cooking skills improved rapidly.

On the table were a bouquet of roses and two bottles of red wine.

He poured me a glass of red wine and said, "Honey, I've neglected your feelings before. I'll make it up to you slowly from now on."

His face was flushed after drinking the red wine, and he looked even more handsome and composed under the light.

But I just can't be happy. Because I know he's cheating on me.

I only drank one glass of red wine and then stopped.

Red wine tastes bitter to me.

After they finished eating, the husband offered, "Honey, you play with the kids. I'll clean up the dishes."

He asked me to play with the kids on the sofa using building blocks.

He went to wash the dishes.

Watching him in his gray loungewear, his handsome back view, busy in the kitchen.

My eyes are a little sore.

If it were before, I would definitely think I was the happiest woman in the world.

But now, I just feel nauseous.

He cheated on me, but he still pretended to be a loving man in front of me.

I only shed tears when it's late at night and everyone is quiet.

Some scars can never be repaired.

Life seems to have returned to normal.

On the weekend, my daughter and I originally planned to sleep in early in the morning.

My husband pulled me up and said, "Honey, I have to go out today."

"What's up this weekend?"

I say.

He said, "It's work-related. An overseas client suddenly has a project that requires our department to work overtime. I have to go now."

I nodded: "Then you can go ahead and get busy."

My husband kissed me on the forehead before he left.

"Honey, the tutor is coming to teach our daughter piano this morning, so don't sleep in."

His considerate manner was just like when he was pursuing me back then.

"it is good"

I said, but I was unusually wary of him.

I'm no longer as naive and innocent as I was in my twenties.

I suddenly had a feeling that he was being so nice to me because he must have an ulterior motive.

As I watched my husband's departing figure, I wondered to myself what trick he was up to this time.

It's not that I don't trust him.

I was slapped hard by reality, and I can never forget the image of him having an affair with his mistress.

After I got up, I washed my face and brushed my teeth, made a sandwich for my daughter, and took a steak out of the refrigerator and fried it, then put it on my daughter's plate.

My daughter feels that my relationship with her father has improved a lot recently. She is very well-behaved and obedient. She has two dimples when she smiles, just like me. She is very sweet.

After my daughter and I finished breakfast, we sat on the sofa and watched cartoons together.

At 9 a.m., a well-dressed college student in white knocked on the door.

He carried a bag, his eyes and brows radiated clarity, and he exuded youthful energy.

The moment I saw him, it was as if I saw my husband's younger self during his college years.

He had long, slender, and fair fingers; he was a very handsome boy, but beneath his handsome appearance lay a hint of melancholy.

When he arrived, he called me "Sister Man".

I greeted him politely and took him to the piano for a trial lesson.

He introduced himself as Shen Xing, a music major, who is very good at playing the piano.

He played a romantic autumn piece.

My daughter clapped her hands and said to me, "Mom, big brother, the piano playing sounds so good!"