The Secret of Second Marriage

The two couldn't wait to go to the hotel and check in.

I saw their car parked in front of a Vienna Grand Hotel.

I saw with my own eyes my husband and his mistress walk hand in hand out of the car and into the hotel, chatting and laughing.

I suddenly remembered that this hotel was one of the hotels my husband's company regularly used to entertain clients.

They have a partnership.

My husband can book a hotel room and directly use the company's bill for the expenses.

Judging from how familiar they were with the place, I guessed they'd been having an affair more than once.

I called my husband: "Hey, where are you? Didn't you say you'd be home for dinner today?"

My husband said, "Honey, something came up and I won't be home tonight."

I clenched my fingers as I listened to my husband's lying.

Heartache, anger, and indescribable emotions.

I asked him with a cold smile, "What is it?"

My husband said, "Overtime."

Haha, using overtime as a lie again.

This time, I didn't expose his lie. Instead, I said, "Then you go ahead and do your work."

The car I called was parked in the parking lot of the big hotel.

The driver asked me, "Miss, are you getting off here?"

I nodded, paid the fare, got out of the car, and rushed upstairs to the hotel.

My husband and his mistress have disappeared without a trace.

I searched the hotel room, taking the elevator from floor to floor.

They knocked on every floor, but couldn't find the adulterous couple.

Suddenly, when we arrived at the 6th floor, I found myself standing at the door of VIP room 606.

I suddenly remembered that my husband is very superstitious about feng shui.

The numbers he chooses are usually very auspicious.

I pressed my ear against the cold door, trying to eavesdrop on the sounds inside, and unsurprisingly, I heard my husband's deep voice.

I was shocked when I heard their conversation.

He said, "Yufei, I've really missed you these past few days."

Yang Yufei said in a sweet, coquettish voice, "Uncle... I really want to lie in bed and do that with you. You're so sexy. I love spending the whole day with you in the hotel, just doing that..."

My husband said, "You little vixen, you sure know how to talk. Just wait until I'm done with you, I'll make sure you can't get out of bed!"

I heard a burst of laughter and lewd, vulgar sounds coming from inside.

My husband's suggestive and suggestive words exploded in my ears.

My nose stung, and tears instantly welled up in my eyes.

It turns out that the reason he pushed me away so ruthlessly time and time again was because he had been cheating on me with other women and naturally had no energy to deal with his wife when he got home.

The mistress asked, "Uncle, when are you going to divorce her?"

My husband said, "Yufei, I'm truly in love with you. I haven't touched her even once in the past three years. Give me some more time."

The mistress said pitifully, "Uncle, I truly love you. As long as I can be with you, I don't care about being vilified."

But you know, I gave you my virginity. I'm so young to have been with you, you have to take responsibility for me.

"Yes, that woman in my house is just a housekeeper I married; you are the one I love."

My husband said.

Men who cheat are more disgusting than shit.

When I heard their words, it was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over my head.

My limbs, my bones, and even my entire soul felt completely cold.

Immediately afterwards, sounds of their lovemaking came from inside the room.

The mistress's moans were particularly seductive.

My husband was panting with excitement.

They sang in unison, their voices rising and falling in a fierce battle that was utterly unbearable to hear.

My heart aches as if it's being cut with a knife.

I clenched my fingers tightly, thinking to myself, "Xue Fan's 10 years of marriage have ended like this."

Tears silently streamed down my face, and I wiped them away with my palm.

I made a bold decision.

I called the police and reported that someone was soliciting prostitution in hotel room 606.

Ten minutes later, I saw police cars rushing over.

The police listened outside the hotel room for a while, then kicked the door open and arrested my husband and his mistress who were having an affair.

My husband and his mistress were brought out.

My husband has never been this disheveled before.

I hid across from the hotel's first-floor parking lot and secretly took photos of my husband and his mistress being arrested by the police at the hotel entrance and getting into a police car.

To provide an alibi.

I went to my best friend's house to pick up my daughter. Instead of going straight home, I went shopping at the mall.

I bought my daughter some pretty clothes.

We were strolling around the mall when we passed by a clothing store.

I saw a very beautiful red dress.

When I married my husband, his family was poor and couldn't afford to buy me expensive gifts.

We went shopping together back then.

I saw a dress I liked and asked the salesperson about the price.

Ten years ago, that dress cost more than 500 yuan, and back then, a month's salary was only 1800 yuan.

I stared at that dress without blinking.

My husband suggested we buy it.

At that time, he had not yet found a job, and his family was not well-off.

I told them to forget it.

Then I took my husband's hand and left the clothing store.

Before leaving, my husband said to me, "Honey, I will definitely buy you a more beautiful and more expensive dress in the future."

I was deeply moved by his sincere gaze.

In the blink of an eye, so many years have passed.

This red dress is priced at over 1000 yuan.

We can afford it.

But my husband has long forgotten that promise he made back then.

My daughter said, "Mom, do you like it? If you like it, I'll buy it."

I said, "No need."

I think we shouldn't have compromised in the first place.

My daughter and I ate out before returning home.

My husband didn't come home until after 10 p.m.

His clothes were a bit wrinkled, and he looked somewhat disheveled.

I asked him if he had eaten while working overtime at the company.

He shook his head. He had arranged to meet his lover at a hotel, but he was arrested for soliciting prostitution. He probably wasn't in the mood for food.

"I'm so tired today, and a little hungry. I'd like to eat your braised fish."

My husband suddenly said that.

I said, "I've been helping my daughter with her homework all day. I'm a little tired, so you can order takeout yourself."

My husband was stunned for a moment, not expecting that I wasn't as virtuous as before.

In the past, no matter how late he worked overtime, I would always leave him food.

I will always wash his clothes clean.

Shirts, ties, and suit jackets are always neatly ironed and categorized.

I used to cherish our family very much.

But not in the future.

My husband hasn't cooked in a long time.

He didn't like eating takeout, so he went to the kitchen to cook noodles himself.

The pots and pans kept clattering and making a crackling sound.

He's not good at cooking. One minute he'll ask me where I put the eggs, the next he'll ask me to peel two cloves of garlic for him, and then he'll ask me to help him wash the vegetables.

I didn't even bother to lift my eyelids, and just said, "I'm not feeling well, you do it yourself."

My husband cooked a bowl of undercooked noodles, which we ate with difficulty.

He returned to the bedroom and saw me lying on the bed playing on my phone. His face was cold as he said, "Jiang Man, you're a full-time housewife, and now you're not even cooking? What are you trying to do?"

"I want to find a job."

I said, "I'll go out and look for a job tomorrow. You can hire a nanny yourself."

My husband was stunned.