The Secret of Second Marriage

I've been suppressing my feelings for too long. This night was the first time I'd ever had such a cathartic release after all these years of neglect from my husband.

What about morality, what about being a virtuous wife and loving mother, what about chastity, what about being a foolish woman who single-mindedly waits for her husband to change his mind? She has finally changed completely.

Before I turned 30, I always thought about my parents, husband, and children, and never thought about myself. But from now on, I want to truly live for myself for once.

President Jiang seemed to really like my appearance and physique.

Even when we sleep, he holds me tightly in his arms, his large hands holding me close as I fall asleep with my face pressed against his chest.

As dawn approached, we did it again.

Sweating profusely, eyes glazed over, a feeling of happiness filled every pore, an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

I cried after it was all over.

President Jiang carefully wiped away my tears and said, "Don't cry."

I reached out and wiped the fine beads of sweat from his forehead, then hugged him tightly.

I cried because I've suffered too many injustices over the years.

It turns out my husband has never cared about me, and has never loved me.

He only cares about his own pleasure in bed and doesn't consider my feelings at all afterwards.

After we had an affair, he didn't want to touch me even once for several years, which made me feel extremely inferior and trapped me in a negative emotional state of being a resentful woman!

I foolishly endured loneliness in my marriage, endured my husband's emotional abuse, and endured his lack of love. How foolish I was.

Mr. Jiang said, "Manman, don't cry. I'm here for you. I believe God is fair; the more hardship you endure, the more blessings you'll enjoy later. Stay with me, and I'll treat you well."

"Um"

That's what I said, but in my heart I was thinking about love between men and women. Who knows how long this relationship can last?

All are adults.

Around 8 o'clock, sunlight streamed in through the window, making it seem like a sunny day. President Jiang got up to brush his teeth and, while he was at it, put the bed sheets and duvet cover, along with a pile of dirty clothes scattered on the floor, into the washing machine and pressed the one-button wash function.

The sheets bear the marks of our lovemaking last night.

I was lying in bed, feeling weak all over, as if all my bones had fallen apart, with a sore and uncomfortable feeling like after strenuous exercise.

After washing up, President Jiang didn't come to the bedside. Instead, he kissed my forehead and said, "You have a day off today. What do you want to eat? I'll bring it back for lunch. You stay home and rest well, okay?"

"what?"

I was stunned...

Mr. Jiang is the company boss. He said he would approve my leave, and no one dared to disagree.

I have a feeling that I'm being kept by my boss.

No matter what, a woman still needs to have her own job.

I said, "I need to go to work."

President Jiang said, "Sweetie, I can afford to support you."

I said, "I'm not just a pretty face; I can work on my own, Mr. Jiang."

When he heard me say that, he pulled me out of bed.

I suddenly realized that I wasn't wearing anything and was half-naked, and I immediately felt embarrassed.

I blinked and said, "President Jiang, you've washed all my clothes, what am I supposed to wear?"

After thinking for a moment, President Jiang dressed neatly and went out.

He returned about half an hour later with breakfast: a bowl of fish noodle soup, steamed buns, and soy milk, along with a nicely decorated bag in his other hand.

The bag contained women's clothing, as well as underwear and panties.

After I changed, I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and fix my hair.

President Jiang has excellent judgment.

He picked out a white sweater for me, skinny jeans for winter, and a blue down jacket that looked very expensive.

I checked the price above, it's 13,000.

He said to me, "You look great in blue."

I didn't care about anything else. I got dressed, ate breakfast, and went to work with him.

Mr. Jiang and I were both late; we didn't arrive at the company until after 10 a.m.

And we went in together.

I could feel that after we went in, my colleagues were looking at me differently.

I quickly went to my office and started working.

I realized my phone was out of battery, so I quickly took it out of my bag and went to my seat to charge it. After it was charged, my phone kept popping up with messages.

I glanced at them and realized that these pictures and videos were all sent by the mistress.

She's currently on a date with my husband in Sanya, and she sent me a lot of photos of them kissing and such...

Yang Yufei posted on her WeChat Moments: We had a great time in Sanya. He bought me lots of gifts.

We were very happy with the resort hotel, which cost 6000 yuan a night.

The accompanying picture shows her and her husband holding hands, with wedding rings on their fingers.

That diamond ring looks pretty big.

For a moment, I felt quite wronged.

I am my husband's first wife, and I have been with him all the way from a penniless young man to the successful man he is today.

No one spoke of the hardships they endured during this period.

After his career took off, he felt that I was clearly not on the same level as him anymore.

He was the vice president, and he met people from all walks of life, discussing politics, economics, and international relations.

I'm still stuck in the past, yelling at my child every day after get off work, cleaning the house when I have free time, washing his clothes and ties from business trips, and often asking him for ages whether or not to buy him a lipstick.

His heart already belonged to his mistress.

But thinking about what happened with President Jiang last night, I blushed a little.

I suddenly realized that I now have my own life.

That scumbag husband, let the mistress have him if she wants him.

I said, "Stop posting these messy pictures, they're an eyesore. Return all the money you took from my husband within 10 days, or I'll sue you, and you'll lose your house and those shops."

"Money, money, money! All you ever think about is money! If your husband doesn't love you anymore, would you even try to win him back?"

Yang Yufei suddenly felt down.

She begged and pleaded with Xue Fan to take her on a trip to relax, partly to show off their affection, and partly because she wanted to find a way out after losing the lawsuit.

I said, "I don't want money, I want an old man. You can keep him, smoke, drink, socialize, and in a few years it will be your turn to take care of him."

After I sent that message, I felt quite relieved.

It was almost noon.

I ate discreetly at the company cafeteria.

After meeting with the client, Mr. Jiang sent me a WeChat message, asking me to wait for him in his office and to bring him a meal from the cafeteria.

Although he is a very wealthy boss, he is not particular about his meals and often forgets to eat when he is busy with work.

After thinking about it, I quietly finished my meal and then swiped my card to get him a takeout of braised pork, vegetables, and white rice from the cafeteria. I packed it all in a lunchbox, added some fruit, and took it to his office.

After the office door was closed, President Jiang pulled me into his arms, sat me on his lap, and kissed me.

He said, "It's almost the end of the year, and work has been very busy and tiring lately, but thankfully you're here!"

"Have a meal"

I say.

He actually flirted with me, saying, "Feed me?"

You're so bad

I say.

President Jiang said, "Really? You haven't seen anything worse yet?"

He rolled over and pinned me to his desk, then kissed me without a word, and another passionate encounter ensued.

I felt an indescribable sense of exhilaration, almost to the point of ecstasy. I bit my lip tightly, afraid of making a sound and being discovered by my colleagues outside.

After we finished, we got dressed.

I couldn't help but smile wryly, feeling like I was behaving like my boss's mistress: "Boss, just how many female confidantes do you have?"

Mr. Jiang's eyes flickered for a moment, then he kissed my forehead gently and said, "I can't guarantee that I hadn't been with any women before I met you. But I can guarantee that I've been single all these years, and you're the only woman I've ever dated."

I'm a very focused person, and I'm always busy with my career, so I don't have much time for romance.

Besides, I don't even look at the other women. Manman, don't be jealous, you're the only one in my heart!

You're kidding me.

Honestly, my relationship with my boss feels like I've found a sugar daddy.

I still felt a little ashamed, but I felt more unrestrained pleasure. Mr. Jiang comes from a wealthy family and is successful in his career. I don't know if his family can accept a divorced woman with a child like me.

I'd rather not think about it anymore.

Let's take a step by step.

President Jiang put his suit and tie back on, regaining his cool and aloof business elite demeanor, except that his deep, hawk-like eyes revealed a touch of refinement.

When I left President Jiang's office and returned to my own, my colleagues all said I looked prettier.

is it?

I couldn't resist going to the bathroom to look in the mirror.

I wouldn't have bothered taking the photo, but when I did, I was shocked.

Is this me? Bright eyes, fair face, rosy cheeks, glossy black hair, vibrant energy, and radiant beauty.

Right now, I feel like a particularly beautiful rose in full bloom.

When I was in a good mood, I received another WeChat message from my husband.

The husband said, "Honey, let's talk when you get back."

"I have nothing to talk to you about."

My husband said again, "We've been husband and wife, you don't have to go this far."

"And you? You almost strangled me to death at the hospital last time. For the sake of a lover, you want me to leave with nothing, you want me to die! You've pushed me to the brink."

Xue Fan, I will never forgive you in this lifetime.

I say.