My husband, Matt Walton, forgot to turn off the Bluetooth when he answered the phone and I heard him flirting with his female secretary in the car.

The female secretary said coquettishly, “Honey, I miss you.”

Matt said frivolously, “How many times have I told you not to call me honey? If Vilma hears it, I will make sure you can't get out of bed.”

When I heard that, my head exploded instantly.

I asked him if he would betray me one day like other men.

Matt did not hesitate at all and vowed, “Vilma, I will only love you in this life.”

But when I turned around, I saw him pressing Iva Clay in the corner of the rooftop and no one in the company did not know about him and Iva’s relationship.

How ridiculous that was all!

I finally broke down, changed my name, erased all my personal information and melted the ring he had made for me.

A week later, Matt returned home and saw divorce agreements all over the floor.

He panicked, “Vilma, my love, how could you bear to abandon me?"

***

Inside the car, their flirting continued.

“I'll take good care of you in the office when we get to work later.”

“Alright, I’ll wait for it. I've also prepared a surprise for you.”

At that moment, my mind went blank.

I muttered in a low voice, “Matt, how dare you have an affair in front of me? Aren't you afraid that I'll find out?”

Matt hung up the phone, the moment he turned around and looked at me, his face was full of tenderness.

But my heart felt like it was pierced by thousands of needles and it hurt so much that it bled.

In order to prevent him from noticing something was wrong with me, I hurriedly tried to fasten my seat belt.

Unexpectedly, I touched a pair of black underwear that did not belong to me.

My eyes turned red again.

‘Are they so unscrupulous that they even do it in the car?’ I could not help wondering.

I remembered that a colleague of mine was not feeling well and I asked her to sit on Matt’s passenger seat, but he turned a cold face and refused.

“The co-pilot seat belongs only to my beloved Vilma. No matter who it is, don't even think about it.”

But then I saw a strange thing in my seat.

I was so angry that my stomach hurt and I kept retching.

Matt noticed that I was acting strangely and hurriedly asked, “Honey, what's wrong with you?”

I broke away from his outstretched hand and said indifferently, “I just suddenly feel very sick, don't touch me.”

Matt's hands froze, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes and then he asked nervously, “Vilma, is your stomach problem acting up again? I'll take you to the hospital now.”

“No, I just thought of some disgusting scenes of adultery.” I looked into his eyes seriously, “Matt, will you betray me like them?”

Matt said without hesitation, “Vilma, I only love you in this life, don't think too much.”

My heart was filled with sadness.

Matt did not notice anything was wrong with me and started the car. “I'll take you to the company and we'll have lunch together.”

I was stunned for a moment. Was he inviting me to the company to watch you guys make love?

I forced an ugly smile, “Okay.”

For a while, people who know me greet me warmly.

But I still felt that there was something strange in their eyes when they looked at me.

I wandered around the company out of boredom.

At the corner of the tea room, some unpleasant words came into my ears.

“Mr. Walton and Miss Clay just went to the rooftop.”

“Do you still need us to deliver condoms today?”

“No, I just saw that Mr. Walton had a full box in his trouser pocket.”

“Who knew that Mrs. Walton would come today, so Mr. Walton and Miss Clay had no choice but to move to another place.”

“Speaking of which, Mr. Walton is really amazing. He did this kind of thing under Mrs. Walton's nose.”

The employee's sarcastic remarks continued and I almost deformed the armrest under my hand.

It turned out that his panicked call in the morning was from the errand boy.

Their affairs were no longer a secret in the company and I was the only one who was kept in the dark like a fool.

I took the phone that Matt left in the office and went to the rooftop.

But I saw him pushing Iva into the corner and kissing her forcefully.

I had clearly accepted their betrayal in my heart, but seeing that scene with my own eyes, it was still hard to accept.

My heart ached so much that I could not breathe, as if something was holding me back.

As a result, I coughed a few times on purpose.

After a while, Matt came out. He looked guilty, “Vilma, why are you here?”

I handed him the phone calmly and said, “You forgot to bring your phone.” Then I asked him, “What are you doing here?”

Matt's eyes were vague and he did not even believe what he said. “I'm upset at work, so I came up here to get some fresh air.”

I laughed at myself in my heart and said, ‘Matt, just continue acting.’

At that time, Iva walked over while tidying up her clothes.

I sneered, “Miss Clay is here too?”

“Oh, well, I have some work matters to discuss with Miss Clay,” Matt explained anxiously.

“Is that so?” I asked, my eyes moving between them.

Iva pulled at her miniskirt, which only reached her thighs, awkwardly. “Yes, Mr. Walton and I need to have a deeper discussion.”

“Then you two can have your conversation. I'll wait for you in the office.” I turned around calmly, but tears flowed uncontrollably.

Matt, I did not want to love you anymore.

After I left, Matt's face, which was full of smiles one second ago, turned fierce the next.

He grabbed Iva's neck and said through gritted teeth, “Who asked you to come out?”

Iva's face was filled with horror when she answered, “Yes, I'm sorry.”

“Didn't I tell you that if Vilma knew about us, I would have buried you alive?” After he warned her, he pushed Iva to the ground.

Iva crawled up from the ground, eyes full of hatred. “Are you sure you can keep it secret, Mr. Walton? Just wait and see.”

Instead of returning to the office, I took a taxi to a place.

“Miss Flynn, are you sure you want to change your name to Liza Flynn? Then all your documents will need to be updated.”

“Well, I'm leaving here completely.”

I wanted to go to a faraway place where Matt could not find me and start a new life.

“Okay, here is your name change receipt. Your new ID will take effect in a week.”

I had just finished it and when I turned around, I saw the news that Matt hypocritically said he loved me.

The reporter said excitedly, “Mrs. Walton must have saved the Milky Way in her previous life to be able to marry a good man like you.”

Matt's face was full of tenderness when he answered, “It must be because I saved the Milky Way in my previous life that I was able to marry such a good wife like Vilma.”

The audience also talked about it, “This man is rich and loyal, I envy that woman named Vilma Flynn so much.”

Listening to Matt's hypocritical words, I felt how ironic it was.

I once thought that I was the happiest woman in the world.

Matt and I were classmates in high school. During college, I accepted him when he confessed his love to me for the 99th time.

At that time, he was holding flowers and kneeling in front of me in front of all the classmates.

“Vilma, this is the 99th time I confessed to you. If you still don't agree to be my girlfriend, then I'm ready for the 100th time.”

As a result, I accepted it with tears in my eyes and a happy face.

I withdrew my thoughts and touched the ring on my ring finger.

It was made for me by Matt himself and it had our own names engraved on it.

But then, it all seemed like a joke.

I went to the jewelry store and the clerk looked at me in confusion as he asked, “Miss, do you really want to melt this ring? The engraving on it seems to have a lot of meaning.”

While I was hesitating, Iva sent me a message, [Vilma, you lose. Mr. Walton and I did it seven times on the rooftop just now. He felt sorry for me and said he would make a pair of rings for me.]

I was so angry that my eyes turned red and with tears in my eyes, I said, “Yes, melt it for me, immediately.”

I returned home in a daze and Matt came out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel.

When he saw me, his eyes were full of worry. “Vilma, where have you been? You're back so late.”

As he said that, he came forward and wanted to hug me.

When I raised my eyes, I saw the glaring kiss marks on his neck, making the feeling of wanting to vomit come back.

I turned my body away, rejecting his hug.

Matt was very surprised, “Honey, what's wrong? Why are you so cold today?”

I tried my best to hide the sadness in my heart and looked at Matt steadily, “Matt, will you fall in love with another woman?”

Matt did not get angry but laughed. “Honey, I swear to heaven, if I ever do anything to let you down, let me be struck by lightning.”

I sneered, “You made such a cruel oath, aren't you afraid that it will come true one day?”

“How is that possible? You are the wife I married after I confessed to her 99 times. I will never betray you.”

At that moment, I did not want to listen to his hypocritical vows anymore.

Just as I was about to question him, I was interrupted by his question.

He picked up the gift box on the table with a look of surprise, “Honey, is this for me? Why are you giving me a gift all of a sudden?”

After he finished saying that, he was about to open it and I stepped forward to stop him.

“No, you have to wait a week before opening the gift. That way it will be a surprise.”

Because a week later, it was the day I left.

“Okay, I'll listen to you.”

Then he added, “Honey, you've been working hard lately. Let me give you a foot bath.”

Matt filled a basin with hot water and brought it to my feet.

“Honey, come here. I see you feel uncomfortable during the day. Soaking your feet will make you feel better.

“Honey, why are your hands and feet so cold? I'll make some soup for you to replenish your body.”

At that moment, I felt mixed emotions. 

Matt, how could you love me and care about me while having an affair with another woman?

Why were you really like what you said to others, that there was no successful man who did not cheat?

Did I really that gullible in your eyes?

When I turned around, I saw strawberry marks all over his neck. I was so nauseated that I vomited and passed out.

At the hospital, the doctor warned, “The patient has been stimulated, which has caused gastrointestinal dysfunction. He needs to be hospitalized for a few days.”

Matt immediately apologized to me distressingly, “Honey, I'm sorry, it's all my fault that I was too busy with work during this period and didn't take good care of you.

“Don't worry, I will work from home for the next period of time and won't go anywhere.”

Before he could finish my words, Matt's phone rang again.

He kept hanging up and after the phone rang for the tenth time, he stood up and said, “Honey, it's a call from the company. It might be something urgent. I'm going out to answer it.”