Hannah

While shed tears, I squeezed the condom's packaging tightly. It was slowly damaged. Same as my trust and love for him had been also damaged.

I thought Jason would forever be my soulmate, but it turned out he shared his soul with another woman. And maybe I was no longer a part of his soul.

What does love mean when we are no longer loved? What does a marriage mean without love?

I put the cursed shirt in the washing machine while sobbing as if the tears were reluctant to stop.

Be strong, Hannah!

I kept repeating the sentence, but the fact was that my tears kept flowing like a waterfall. If Jensen hadn't been present at our wedding, I would have sued Jason for divorce right away.

The condom in his pants pocket was proof that they most likely had sex last night. For seven years, when having sex, Jason never used a condom because he asked me to take birth control pills. And the condom was a sign that Bella might not take birth control pills.

April asked me to act normal and pretend that everything was fine. But how could I bear to face all this? When the facts about their forbidden relationship were revealed one by one.

If I insisted on keeping this marriage, I might end up in a mental hospital or, worst-case scenario, die from too much mental stress. However, if I separated from him, it would hurt Jensen, and history would repeat itself.

I felt like I was stuck at a crossroads without knowing which way to go. So, I had to move quickly to gather all the evidence related to their affair.

That night, I sprang into action when I was sure Jason was asleep. First, I picked up his cellphone that was lying on the nightstand. It turned out that Jason had changed his password.

I used to be the one who set the password on Jason's cellphone, which was Jensen's date of birth. But now he had changed it.

I was racking my brains to crack the six-digit password. I tried to put myself in Jason's shoes and realized that these six digits must be related to the birth of the people closest to him. As long as I knew him, Jason had that kind of habit.

I tried entering the date of birth of his parents but failed. The same goes for Jensen's date of birth and my date of birth. Everything failed.

Could Jason have entered Bella's date of birth as his cellphone password? Unfortunately, I didn't know Bella's date of birth.

My brain was thinking hard about how to find out Bella's details. There was no way I could contact the community leader in the middle of the night just to ask about the date of birth of the member. Waiting until morning was also very unlikely. That night, I had to find out Bella's date of birth immediately.

Half an hour had passed, but I couldn't find a single way. But I still hadn't given up. I hoped there was a way to solve my problem. Finally, I saw a post from one of the community members about last week's meeting on her social media account.

As I recall, I had filled in my details as a new member of the community in the group chat. The information about the name, date of birth, and apartment unit number of each member should still be stored in the group chat.

I hurriedly searched for the information in the group chat. Finally, after struggling for almost an hour while enduring a headache, I found a document containing the name, date of birth, and apartment unit number of each community member.

After I got Bella's date of birth, I tried entering her six-digit date of birth to unlock Jason's cell phone and it worked.

I was stunned as I stared at the cellphone screen and it felt like a thousand needles piercing my feelings. Jason couldn't wait to get rid of me. He set Bella's date of birth as his cellphone password.

The pain in my heart made tears kept coming out and wetting my face. I tried hard to cry as quietly as possible so that Jason wouldn't realize anything.

There is no time to continue grieving and wasting my tears for a man I shouldn't cry for. Maybe in the past my love for him was very great, but now everything is gone like feathers blown away by the wind.

I have been hurt once, and I will not let Jason or anyone else hurt me or Jensen.

Before Jason woke up and realized something had happened to his cellphone, I hurriedly opened the contact list of his coworkers at the office and then copied it to my cellphone. As if fate was merciful to me, my first mission was a success. Tomorrow, it was time to carry out another mission.

Shortly after putting Jason's cell phone on the table, I realized something. I should have opened the gallery to check if there were any photos or videos involving the two of them. Unfortunately, it was getting late and most of my time had been spent looking for a password to open his cellphone. I will open the gallery later while I steady my heart and strengthen my mind.

**

During the day, when the sun was shining brightly, I was standing in front of the large glass, observing my figure. A new figure that would surprise Bella and the other members of the community.

"You can do it, Hannah!" I said to myself.

As time was running out, I hurried to the restaurant where we would all gather.

Upon arrival, I saw that all the community members had gathered, including Bella. All the members waved their hands at me while calling my name so that I would know where they were.

My relationship with them was quite good. Long before I found out about the forbidden relationship between Jason and Bella, I was also nice to Bella. It's just that my kindness was repaid with betrayal.

"Hannah, come here!" The community leader waved at me. The restaurant was so crowded that I had to push through the crowd of visitors who were crowding the path to the seating area.

When I got there, I greeted everyone, including Bella. She smiled at me as she looked me up and down. So did everyone else there. They couldn't believe that I had come in a different outfit, carrying the latest limited-edition bag.

"What happened to Hannah? She looks different," the community leader said. I just smiled. Everyone admired my outfit. Suddenly, I saw the smile on Bella's face disappear. Could it be that she didn't want my outfit to outshine hers?

By chance or by fate, I sat right in front of Bella and saw that she was wearing a bracelet similar to mine. However, the bracelet was a limited edition and was only made to order for trusted customers. Could the bracelet have been a gift from Jason?

Chris

"Sir, there's another mysterious letter," Mark, my assistant, said.

"Close the door." Mark hurriedly closed the door to my office and returned to stand beside me.

Over the past two weeks, I have received two mysterious letters. I do not know who sent them. At first, I ignored them, but the sender didn't give up and seemed to push me to find out the truth behind the clues they had left in the letters.

The letter stated that Lisa, my wife, was having an affair with many men. However, I struggled to believe it because I knew her daily schedule. Besides, my mother, Anne, lived with us. Our house was always busy, with Alice Walker, our teenage daughter, and several maids, gardeners, and even security guards. So, it is very unlikely that Lisa is having an affair.

However, the contents of the second letter shook my confidence. The sender asked me to go to a supermarket where my wife usually shops for groceries. However, the sender asked me to stay in the car and watch my wife. After that, the sender also asked me to call my wife while she was shopping.

It seemed like a simple request, but it shook my confidence.

"Do you believe the letter's contents, sir?" Mark asked.

"What do you think I should do?" To be honest, even though my confidence was shaken, I believed in Lisa. We had been married for thirteen years. During that time, she had been a good wife and mother.

When my mother lived with us, she was also a good daughter-in-law. My mother always praised her in front of me and in front of her friends.

Besides, I never restricted her. Since we got married, I gave her freedom, and I never limited her spending because she was quite thrifty and good at managing all the finances in our house.

"Sir, there's something I want to tell you. I was hesitant before, whether I should say it or not," Mark replied.

I turned and looked at Mark, who was acting unusually. His face looked troubled. "What is it? Tell me."

"I have heard rumors about an affair between a wealthy business owner's wife and several men. And this woman is quite famous among the bad boys. Many men line up to sleep with her, even if it's just for a short time. Even photos of her naked back are circulating in a special group for cheaters. This sounds crazy, and I don't expect you to believe me. However, no one knows the woman's identity except those who have slept with her. Those who have slept with her will never reveal her identity," Mark replied. His face looked nervous, and his fingers fidgeted.

"Did you join that group? Can you show me the photo of the woman's back?" At that moment, I felt uneasy. A little fear crept into my heart. I wasn't ready to face the truth.

Mark immediately took his phone out of his pants pocket. After searching for a moment, he finally showed me the group. My eyes widened and I could hardly believe what I was seeing.

The group was quite active. All the members were active except Mark. Then, Mark showed me the gallery containing photos of the woman's back, who was the darling of the rich and naughty men.

At first, I didn't recognize the photo, but when I enlarged it, my heart felt like it was going to jump out of my chest. I recognized a small mole under the woman's neck.

At first glance, the photo was just a photo of a woman's naked upper back. However, when I looked more closely, she was completely naked. I saw a thin white cloth only covered her legs.

Instantly, my body felt weak. The mole couldn't be used as direct evidence to judge the woman who had been with me for thirteen years. There might be many women out there with the same shape and location of a mole as Lisa's.

"Mark."

"Yes, sir."

"Why did you join this group? Are you also part of these naughty men?"

Mark's eyes widened. He shook his head several times. "N-no, sir. I joined the group at the request of a friend. It's a long story."

"Okay."

"What's your plan?"

This curiosity was killing me. I had to confirm with my own eyes all the clues written in the secret letter.

I hurriedly stood up and got ready to leave. "Tell Jenna that if anyone looks for me, just say I'm busy with clients. Now come with me to the supermarket as written in that mysterious letter. Cancel today's work plans. Change everything to tomorrow."

Mark hurriedly conveyed my message to Jenna, my secretary. After that, we rushed to the supermarket in the city center. It was 2 p.m. on Wednesday. Usually, Lisa went shopping every Wednesday at 2:30 p.m. alone without a driver. In half an hour, I would know the truth behind the clues written in the mysterious letter.

Upon arriving at the supermarket parking lot, Mark saw Lisa's car parked near the online pickup spot. Finally, we parked near to Lisa's car. Mark deliberately borrowed Jenna's car to avoid suspicion.

From inside the car, I saw Lisa's car was empty. Maybe she was inside the supermarket. But the letter said Lisa was cheating at the supermarket. How could that be?

I called Lisa right away. After two rings, she answered the call. There was nothing unusual about her tone, and the background noise sounded like the usual sounds of a supermarket.

Could the mysterious letter just be a prank? But I waited and monitor things. After ending the call with Lisa, Mark and I waited in the car.

Fifteen minutes later, a black sedan pulled up and stopped right in front of Lisa's car. Lisa got out of the car and got into her car. However, she didn't leave the supermarket right away. Instead, she dried her hair and sprayed perfume on her neck and body.

Why Lisa? Why?

"Did you see the figure next to Lisa just now?" I asked Mark.

Mark was just as shocked as I was. Emotions slowly crept into my heart, even though my heart felt like it was being sliced by a knife bit by bit. The trust, love, and everything I had given her had been misused.

My life turned upside down in an instant. The image of a happy family that had been in my mind all this time was shattered in an instant.

"Sorry, sir. I didn't see it. But it was a man," Mark stammered.

"Do you remember the license plate number?" Mark nodded.

"Find out who owns that car."

Chris

Fifteen minutes later, Lisa left. Could she have gone shopping first before finally leaving with another man? What happened? I was very curious and angry. I didn't expect her to take advantage of such a small opportunity to be with her lover.

"Sir, are you okay?"

"No," I replied flatly.

"What we saw today is only part of it. My suggestion is that we follow Mrs. Lisa from early in the morning. That way, you can confirm her activities for yourself, and if she is indeed having an affair, she should return to meet the man. It's just a suggestion," Mark said.

Mark was right. I will try to follow her all day tomorrow.

"Okay, we'll follow your suggestion tomorrow. One more thing, find out who sent the mysterious letter."

However, Mark's eyes widened and his brow furrowed. "What's wrong?" I asked.

"The letter was just left there on the park bench. Unfortunately, the CCTV cameras around the park are still under maintenance, so we can't confirm who left the letter there. But I'll keep investigating."

Not long after, Lisa left. I asked Mark to follow her. It turned out she went back home.

From everything I witnessed that morning, what if Lisa was just meeting her friend? Before marrying her, she had many friends compared to me. Spraying perfume on her body inside the car was normal. But drying her hair inside the car wasn't.

After making sure Lisa went inside the house, Mark and I returned to the office. That night, when I got home, I acted normally as if I knew nothing. I saw Lisa acting normally. She was active and efficient in taking care of the household chores. That's why my mother liked her so much.

Two hours before midnight, when everyone had gone to their bedrooms, I left my bedroom on the pretext that I had something to do because I had to email that night. Without suspicion, Lisa allowed me to go and asked me to hurry back.

To avoid suspicion, I deliberately turned on the lights in the study and my laptop. Then I hurried to the laundry room. Earlier that day at the supermarket, I had deliberately asked the housekeeper not to wash all the clothes because I had some new clothes to give her the next day. The housekeeper understood and postponed washing our clothes that day.

I turned on the laundry room light, and near the washing machine, I saw a large basket of clothes ready to be washed and a small basket next to it containing underwear ready to be washed. Among the pile of underwear, I saw Lisa's pink underwear.

I had seen her wearing those panties that morning. When I looked more closely, among the pile of bras, I found Lisa's black panties. I took both panties and saw that the middle part was wet and sticky with white fluid.

I realized what I did that night might disgust, but I did it solely to confirm the doubts in my heart.

When I brought the wet and sticky part close to my nose, I smelled nothing unusual at all. Could that mysterious letter have influenced me? But the oddness in the car still puzzled me.

Suddenly, I heard the bedroom door open. I quickly put the underwear in the basket, turned off the laundry room light, and rushed to the kitchen to pretend to pour tea.

Luckily, I did everything just in time. Just as I was pouring tea into the cup, Lisa entered the kitchen and opened the refrigerator.

"I thought you were in the study," she said.

"Suddenly, I wanted a cup of tea," I replied while finishing the tea in the cup. If only she had caught me in the laundry room holding her underwear, I didn't know what would have happened, because I had never entered the laundry room at all. Lisa and the head maid handled all household chores.

Suddenly, Lisa hugged me from behind and rested her head on my back. "Chris, have you finished your work?"

"Almost. What's wrong?" I stroked her hand, but I stayed in the same position.

"I can't sleep without you. I'll wait in the bedroom. Tonight, I'll sleep with no clothes on," she whispered. Then, her hand touched my sensitive area.

Ah. As a man, of course, I was aroused. Lisa was indeed skilled at teasing and arousing my libido. Throughout our thirteen years of marriage, she had never failed to seduce me. And as far as I knew, our sex life was fine. There were no issues. So, if she was indeed cheating and sleeping with many men, what was her reason?

Lisa walked away from the kitchen with a seductive look. That night, she invited me to have sex with her. However, even though my desire was rising, the odd incident at the supermarket made my desire fade. But if I refused, she would become suspicious.

I played along with her game.

After turning off the laptop and the office lights, I hurried into the bedroom, and Lisa was already lying on the bed, naked. And she always tempted my resolve.

At first, she seemed like a goddess descended from heaven to me. Her beautiful body and sexy voice always enchanted me. But, after tomorrow, if I find out the truth, I'm sure my view of her will change completely.

Under the moonlight that shone brightly that night, we enjoyed an extraordinary union. Lisa's agile movements on top of me made me feel like I was flying high. I closed my eyes and let Lisa take control of my body.

"Ah." The moans that escaped our lips echoed throughout the room.

It felt truly extraordinary and indescribable, so much so that small moans escaped my lips and joined Lisa's moans as she moved actively on top of me.

I held her hands, occasionally squeezing her breasts, which were the perfect size for me. My wife's body was like an addiction to me. I always adored her.

The union in the middle of the night, accompanied by passionate kisses, finally ended when we both reached the peak of pleasure. Lisa's body lay limp on top of mine, and I could hear her labored breathing.

That night, we slept in each other's arms until the next morning.

The next morning, as scheduled, after breakfast, Lisa would take Alice to school. Usually, I would work briefly in my study room before heading to the office. But that morning, I left the house directly because Mark was already waiting for me at a certain place.

We were ready to carry out the mission.