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.

Chris

I saw Lisa's car leaving through the gate. I hurried away to see Mark, who was waiting for me at a coffee shop near to my house.

Mom was confused because I rarely went straight to the office. I told her I had a lot of work to do that morning. After that, she was quiet and didn't ask me anything else.

When I arrived at the coffee shop, I saw Mark and Jenna waiting. Then, we immediately switched cars. I borrowed Jenna's car for one day. Jenna returned to the office and drove my car, while Mark and I drove Jenna's car.

Because time was running out, Mark and I hurried to Alice's school. My heart was beating quite fast, and I was worried that we would lose track of Lisa.

"That's Mrs. Lisa's car," Mark yelled. I looked towards the school parking lot and saw that Lisa's car was still parked there. When I looked for her among the crowd of parents, I saw her talking to a woman.

We parked near to there and didn't forget to wear hats and sunglasses as a disguise, even though Jenna said that the car windows were safe because the inside of the car couldn't be seen clearly from the outside. However, to feel safer, we decided to still use a disguise.

Fifteen minutes later, Lisa got into her car and drove to the shopping area and cafes. It was half past seven in the morning, and Lisa usually went to a coffee shop to buy a cup of coffee, then went to a cheese cake shop to buy cheese cake.

As far as I knew, that was her schedule.

Sure enough, her car stopped right in front of the coffee shop. A few moments later, her car stopped again in front of the cheesecake shop. Everything was the same as the schedule she had written for me a long time ago.

Doubt and guilt crept into my heart. It never crossed my mind that one day I would doubt my wife's loyalty. But, to prove everything, I had to find out.

"Mark, can the CCTV on the office terrace be finished today?"

"We'll try, sir," Mark replied.

"Maybe you can work with the police to find out the identity of the person who sent me the secret letter after the CCTV captures his or her face. But do everything quietly, so there's no commotion at the office. And I don't want Lisa to hear about this."

"Okay, Sir. Understood."

From the cheesecake shop, Lisa's car stopped at a cafe that was usually a popular breakfast spot for people who didn't have time to cook breakfast. From inside the car, I saw her meet a woman, but I had never seen her face at any of the parties we had hosted. Her face looked unfamiliar to me.

Lisa was there for about an hour. She looked cheerful when talking to the woman. Before getting into the car, I saw her staring at and typing something on her cell phone for quite a long time, about half an hour. After that, she parted with her friend and got back into the car.

Next, Lisa visited her favorite boutique in the mall. Mark parked the car near to Lisa's car. I saw her get out of the car and enter the mall.

"Sir, should I follow her into the mall?" Mark asked as he got out of the car. He deliberately stuck a fake mustache under his nose, then put on black-rimmed glasses and a hat.

"You look different. Okay, follow her. Take some photos. The boutique's name is Miss Selfridge," I replied.

Mark hurried out of the car and entered the mall. Meanwhile, I stayed in the car, checking some documents.

An hour and a half later, Mark sent a quick message to my cell phone. He told me that Lisa was walking towards the parking lot. Not long after, I saw Lisa get out of the elevator, and then get into her car while carrying two shopping bags.

After Lisa's car drove away, Mark got into the car, then hurriedly drove after Lisa.

From the mall, he went to the supermarket. In the schedule she wrote for me, she said she would go to the supermarket every day because she preferred to eat fresh vegetables and fruits. I didn't mind when she said that because I thought her reason was reasonable. But what if the mysterious letter was genuine? Then Lisa had indeed arranged everything to look normal.

While waiting in line to enter the supermarket parking lot, Mark said, "Sir, Mrs. Lisa went into the boutique and stayed there for quite a while looking at some clothes. Then, she went to the jewelry store and stayed there for quite a while. It looked like she bought a pair of diamond earrings. After that, she got into the elevator to go to the parking lot."

"Okay, Mark. Thank you." I asked Mark to park in a more strategic area to observe Lisa's movements.

Not long after Lisa parked her car, a red luxury car stopped right in front of her car. Lisa got out of her car and entered the red luxury car.

Yesterday she got out of a black sedan, now she's getting into a red luxury car. Who are they?

I was stunned and lost in my thoughts until Mark's voice brought me back to reality.

"Sir, are you okay?" I nodded.

Mark drove out of the supermarket parking lot, following the luxury car. Strangely, the car headed toward the famous hotel complex in Riverford. However, I tried to think positively. Maybe they were just passing through the area on purpose.

I sat quietly in the middle passenger seat, feeling a little confused and hurt. It felt like needles were piercing my heart, and it hurt so much.

If I found the truth behind all the riddles written in that mysterious letter, what would I do? If I divorced Lisa, Alice would be affected. The happy marriage we had built over the past dozen years would be destroyed in an instant, and everything would change suddenly.

But I couldn't tolerate infidelity and betrayal because if it was proven true and all the truth came out, then Lisa had indeed stabbed me in the back.

"Sir, they stopped in front of the Royal Hotel." It turned out that my guess was right.

I saw Lisa get out of the car with a man. Even worse, the man was hugging my wife's waist, and they entered the hotel with cheerful smiles on their faces.

Hannah

"Okay, the drinks are here. Today we have to eat and drink as much as we want," Jennifer said, the leader of our apartment community. Cheers from the other community members immediately followed Jennifer's words.

However, that afternoon I noticed something odd. Bella's expression was flat, as if she were holding something back or deep in thought. Could it be because of my drastic change in appearance? If that were the case, then jealousy had taken root within her.

A few moments later, the food we ordered arrived. Before we started eating, Jennifer gave a speech and expressed her hopes for our community. I used to have the same hopes as Jennifer, but I was feeling pessimistic. My family was on the verge of destruction because of the actions of one of our members.

We all applauded enthusiastically after Jennifer finished her speech. Then, everyone ate the food that had been served on the table. However, my attention was again drawn to the diamond bracelet that adorned Bella's smooth wrist.

To satisfy my curiosity, I asked Bella. "Umm, Bella. Your bracelet is so beautiful and fits your wrist perfectly, as if it was made especially for you."

Instantly, Bella's expression changed. Her eyes looked at all of us, but no words came out of her mouth. Usually, when someone compliments us, we would say thank you, but something different happened to Bella. Her lips seemed locked, and her gaze shifted from one person to another.

I was sure she was confused about how to respond to my compliment, and I knew why.

If she said the diamond bracelet was a gift from Mike, everyone would know she was lying because Mike was just an ordinary employee at a supermarket. The Turner family could afford to rent an expensive apartment like ours because Bella's parents paid the rent.

I didn't mean to belittle anyone's profession, but Bella and Emma's appearance didn't match Mike's monthly income. And we all realized that fact that day.

"Yes, your bracelet is beautiful. It looks like the latest trend," one community member said, followed by nods from the others.

Bella looked even more confused. No words came out of her mouth.

"It's very expensive. I wanted to buy it, but my husband wouldn't let me. You're so lucky, Mrs. Turner," another community member said.

"Yes, I also really want that diamond bracelet, but my husband's business isn't doing well. I hope I can buy it soon," another community member replied.

Bella's expression grew even more confused. If Mike had bought her the bracelet, she would have been able to respond to all our comments smoothly. But she showed the opposite attitude.

In fact, without even answering or touching her food, Bella stood up and said goodbye. She rushed through the crowd of visitors who were gathered at one point. And she also left us confused by her unusual behavior. As a result, Bella became the major topic of conversation that afternoon.

"Her behavior is strange. Did I say something wrong?" one community member asked her friend.

"No. There was nothing wrong with your comment. Besides, you praised her bracelet and said nothing bad. Her behavior was just strange," another member replied.

"Maybe the bracelet wasn't from her husband," Jennifer said flatly.

Jennifer's words seemed to support my theory. I could find out because the diamond store that had such beautiful diamonds was the only one in Riverford.

I took my phone out of my bag and walked away from the crowd to call Ms. Cindy, the owner of the diamond store. After the call rang three times, Ms. Cindy finally answered.

I immediately asked her about the bracelet new model that Jason had bought. It turned out that Jason was good at hiding things and making surprises. Ms. Cindy said that a few months ago, Jason had bought two identical bracelets. When Ms. Cindy asked him about the other one, Jason replied he intended to give it to his mother. Satisfied with his answer, Ms. Cindy remained silent and didn't ask him anything else.

Before I ended the call, Ms. Cindy told me something that made my body go limp. She said that Jason had even ordered a gold ring with a blue diamond. My favorite color isn't blue, but nude and pink.

Was that a diamond ring for Bella? Just thinking about it made my heart ache. Even though we're still married, he's already ordered a ring. Did Jason want to get rid of me soon?

Ms. Cindy kept praising Jason. If only she knew the ring wasn't for me. Wasting no time, I quickly ended the call and called Marie, Jason's mother. After two rings, Marie answered my call.

"Hello, Mom," I said.

"Hello, dear. How are you? It sounds like you're outside. It's very noisy," she replied.

"I am fine. Yes, I'm at a restaurant for a women's community meeting. Can you hear me?"

"I can hear you. Oh, when are you coming to visit my house? I miss Jensen so much," Marie said. I was confused about how to start the conversation about the bracelet with her. It seemed like I had made a mistake by calling her because she might call Jason after this, and then Jason would be even more cautious.

I was lost in my thoughts and confusion until Marie's voice snapped me out of my reverie.

"Hannah, are you okay? You're not listening to me. Is something wrong?" she asked suspiciously.

Maybe it's better if I tell her the truth. Marie has always been fair and open. She never showed favoritism, even though I'm only her daughter-in-law. It's better if she hears it from me than from someone else or Jason.

"I am not okay. Something happened. But before I tell you everything, there's something I want to ask you first. Can you keep this a secret from Jason?"

"Yes, please. You can trust me. What's wrong, Hannah?" Her voice sounded worried. If Marie knew my marriage was in trouble, she'd be worried because she's always told me and Jason to keep our marriage strong so it doesn't end up like hers, which ended in divorce when Jason was still a child.

"Did Jason give you a diamond bracelet as a gift?"