I gently adjusted his collar, smiling sweetly, "Go ahead, don't keep them waiting."
He patted my shoulder and walked out, the door slamming shut behind him. I sat there, alone with the dinner that had gone cold.
Quietly, I threw the meal away. The reflection in the kitchen glass showed a face that still looked youthful. It was a well-maintained face, almost forty, still without a fine line. But the eyes could not hide their fatigue.
I remember when we first started dating. Ethan used to tell me I was like a fresh cabbage, pure and full of life. Back then, he was full of dreams, poor but never insecure and completely different from those men who flattered and pleased me for money.
Ignoring my parents’ disapproval, I married him right after graduation. My father had no choice but to support him financially, helping him build his company with my family's resources.
With my family's support, Ethan's company grew bigger and bigger.
I took a look at the information that the private detective sent over. The girl in the photo had a ponytail and big eyes filled with a clear spring, radiating youthfulness.
After five years of dating and eight years of marriage, I thought I meant something special to him. My youth and efforts became a joke in front of this photo!
My nails dug into my palm.
I turned and went to the bedroom. The smell of lingering intimacy made my stomach turn. I held back my nausea as I discreetly set up a hidden camera in the corner and dug out a bottle of lubricant from the drawer. I poured out more than half of the liquid in the bottle, then filled it with super glue.
Super glue. It’s supposed to hold things together permanently, right? How poetic. I’ll use it to celebrate their unshakable bond. Didn’t they promise never to part? Not if I have anything to do with it.
Let me help you both!
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After going through all of that, I decided to treat myself to a little getaway to Mexico. I just needed a break from everything that was going on. After eight years of marriage, I had tried so hard to be the perfect wife that I completely lost sight of who I was. I was afraid Ethan would feel insecure about his family background, so after we married, I became frugal, stopped traveling abroad and even cut ties with my old friends.