The Secret of Second Marriage

When my husband heard a beautiful woman praising him, he humbly said, "It's what I should do."

I finished my breakfast.

My husband packed his bags, ready to go on a business trip.

I need to take Niu Niu to school.

Zhang Yan also stood up to say goodbye: "Sister, I'm going back too."

After she left my house, it was her housekeeper who opened the door for her.

Her husband got drunk last night, beat her up, and kicked her out.

This morning, she went home as if nothing had happened.

Seeing that he was alright, my husband and I locked the door and left the house.

After dropping my daughter off at school, I went back to work.

Christmas is coming.

The office was also filled with a festive atmosphere.

When I went to work, HR gave everyone an apple to their desk and gave the female colleagues small Christmas cakes as snacks.

I heard that it was Mr. Shen who paid for the meal out of his own pocket.

My colleagues were all very happy.

I was also very happy to receive the gift.

The company has a great atmosphere. Mr. Jiang studied abroad and he prefers the management style of foreign companies.

Therefore, our company rarely requires overtime.

He encouraged our employees to be efficient during work hours, rather than simply pursuing overtime.

I did a great job.

Mr. Jiang said there's a social engagement tonight and he hopes I can attend.

I was a little puzzled. Usually, company social events like this are attended by young, beautiful, and eloquent female sales staff. I'm just an accountant, so why would they make me attend?

But I still agreed.

Because I am grateful to President Jiang.

I'm in my thirties, and it was President Jiang who gave me a decent job opportunity when I returned to the workforce.

If it weren't for him, I might still be stuck in the negative emotions of my husband's infidelity.

After work, Mr. Jiang took me and a few colleagues to meet a client. During dinner, Mr. Jiang kept trying to get me to drink more alcohol.

I blushed.

The moment I saw him while I was sitting at the table, my heart ignited.

He possesses a unique charm that I find irresistible.

After the social event, he drove me home.

The streets are decorated with colorful Christmas lights.

When I was almost home, Mr. Shen gave me an exquisite Christmas gift box, just like he would give his wife.

He said with a serious expression, "Jiang Man, Merry Christmas!"

"Thank you, Mr. Jiang."

I was quite touched.

He suddenly asked me very considerately, "Lately, you've seemed quite down at work. Are you having some difficulties in life?"

"No"

I said in a panic.

Afraid that he would ask further questions and reveal something I couldn't say, I said, "Mr. Jiang, thank you for bringing me back today. If there's nothing else, I'll head back now."

President Jiang nodded.

I got off the car with the gift, my heart pounding. When I got home, I calmed down a bit and unwrapped the gift.

The box contained a string of pink origami crane wind chimes and a bottle of designer rose perfume.

What does it mean when a mature man gives a married woman perfume? I don't want to think about it too much.

The gifts I put away.

Sister Juan, I called and said, "Xiaoman, today is Christmas. Niu Niu and my Guo Guo are having a Christmas party together, so they won't be coming home tonight. You, as their mother, don't worry about them."

Juan meant that my daughter and her daughter had a Christmas party together that night, and then I slept at their house.

I said, "Thank you."

Sister Juan said, "What are you thanking me for? It's Christmas today, are you home alone? Where's your husband?"

I said, "He's away on a business trip."

"Huh? I won't even spend the holiday with you."

Sister Juan, speaking up for me, said, "Just like my husband, always so busy he's nowhere to be seen."

"Let's just ignore him."

I chatted with Sister Juan for a few minutes.

Suddenly, Sister Juan asked me, "Xiao Man, do you have plans tonight?"

I replied, "No."

Sister Juan laughed: "You're such a proper woman. Unlike me, I'm meeting up with a cute young man today. I'm all dressed up and ready to go on my date."

Are you sure you don't want to find someone else, since you're always alone in this empty house?

I said, "I'm not interested in that."

"Okay, I'll hang up now and contact you later."

Sister Juan hurriedly hung up the phone.

I hung the pink origami crane wind chime on the balcony of my room. When the wind blows, it tinkles and sounds, which looks quite cozy.

I went to the kitchen and made myself a roast chicken, cooked some spaghetti, and heated up a bottle of apple, goji berry, and red wine tea.

Around 8 p.m., I was sitting at home eating dinner alone.

My phone chimed; a stranger had added me on WeChat.

His name is the fish of the deep sea, a lonely name.

I don't know why, but I inexplicably clicked to confirm his friend request.

The first thing he sent was, "Merry Christmas!"

I replied, "Merry Christmas!"

He asked, "Are you alone today?"

I said, "Yes."

The fish in the deep sea said, "Even if you're spending Christmas alone, you should still be happy."

I don't know who he is, but the concern from this stranger made me feel a little warmer amidst the loneliness of this Christmas.

I replied, "Thank you."

I was idly scrolling through WeChat on my phone, but my husband, who was away on a business trip, hadn't said a single word.

I'm too lazy to send him a WeChat message.

Because I know that his talk of business trips is just an excuse.

He must have gone to see his mistress.

At this time, he should be spending a romantic Christmas with his mistress.

I have never truly forgiven him for cheating.

I'm just holding back for now. Once my lawyer obtains evidence of all the money my husband transferred to his mistress, that's when I'll sue and get the money back.

After finishing dinner and taking a shower, I changed into a butterfly-patterned camisole nightgown and was about to go to bed.

But I couldn't fall asleep no matter how hard I lay in bed.

My husband and I have had problems in our sex life for a long time.

He won't touch me.

I contacted him several times, but he always made excuses, saying he was too tired.

I felt embarrassed every time I was rejected, so I stopped contacting him.

After I discovered his infidelity, our relationship plummeted to rock bottom.

In front of outsiders, we can still pretend to be a loving couple.

But I know there's a barrier in my heart that I can never go back to.

It was late at night, and I was lying in bed, having trouble sleeping.

Around 10 o'clock, I heard a knock on the door.

I was surprised because, logically, no one should be coming to my house at this time.

I thought it was another female neighbor coming to ask for help.

I went over and looked through the peephole, and found it was Shen Xing.

He is my daughter's piano tutor.

He held a gift in his hand, smiled slightly at me, and said, "Sis, are you asleep so late?"

"You're still awake? Is something wrong?"

I don't know what business they have with me so late at night.

He said, "I forgot to take my tablet with me last time."

"Then you can come in first."

I say.

He changed into slippers and said to me apologetically, "Sister, sorry to bother you."

I said, "It's okay."

I took him to the study to find a tablet computer, and we found one on the shelf—an ultra-thin tablet. I hadn't noticed it before.

However, after taking the notebook, he didn't leave immediately. Instead, he casually asked, "Uncle, aren't you home for Christmas?"

I felt a little sleepy at that moment.

I said, "He's away on a business trip, so he won't be back today."

It was an unintentional answer.

But there was an indescribable connection in Shen Xing's eyes when she looked at me.

I realized that it was late at night and we were alone together. I was wearing a white nightgown, which vaguely revealed my delicate collarbone. My long black hair was cascading down, and my every move exuded the charm of a mature woman.

Gradually, the way he looked at me started to feel hot.

I sensed a feeling of excitement.

It's because it's been a long time since a man has looked at me like that.

However, I am not a promiscuous woman.

I'm just a woman who's been neglected by my husband for a long time and longs to prove that I'm attractive.

Shen Xing suddenly moved closer to me, grabbed my hand, and said, "Sister, I can see it now. Uncle doesn't love you at all. Have you thought it through? Are you really going to stick with this marriage because a man who doesn't love you?"

Tears suddenly welled up in my eyes.

Yes!

I am a normal woman with normal physiological desires, and I am in the season of intense sexual desire.

I need a man's body and a hug.

But my husband barely looks at me at home, and what's worse, he's also having affairs with other women, buying them houses and opening shops.

This is what pains me the most.

Shen Xing took a deep breath and hugged me tightly, saying, "Sister, I've fallen in love with you."

His expression of love was so direct and passionate.

I was startled.

I quickly pushed his hand away and said, "No, no, we're not a good match."

I suddenly regretted it.

I should have put on a coat to open the door instead of just wearing pajamas and leaving people with all sorts of speculation.

Now it seems like I deliberately tried to seduce him.

Actually, I am a very simple woman in real life.

I dress conservatively and always cover myself up completely in public. I only show my sexy and seductive side to my husband.

I said with a straight face, "I'll pretend nothing happened today. You can leave."