I Found My Girlfriend Had Cheated on MeChapter 1

After returning from a business trip, I found a used wrapping paper on my bedside table.

Strange, I haven't bought anything recently.

My girlfriend and I haven't used this thing for a long time.

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I looked at the packaging in front of me and fell into contemplation.

I have been on a business trip recently and haven't bought this thing for a long time.

Obviously, it's not something I used.

But what does it mean to appear on my bedside table at home?

It meant that my girlfriend used it with someone else at my place.

She cheated on me!

I calmed down and dared not think about it further.

I was supposed to come back tomorrow night, but I came back early.

I didn't tell my girlfriend that I'm already home.

I checked our room.

My slippers were obviously worn by someone else, and there were traces of someone touching my facial cleanser and razor in the bathroom.

[Honey, what time will you come back tomorrow?]

At this moment, my phone rang.

It was a message from my girlfriend, Patricia Anne. I thought I shouldn't alert her, and I didn't have definitive evidence to prove that she was cheating.

I replied, [Seven o'clock in the evening.]

[Sure.]

There was no further communication. It seemed like she didn't care if I was tired from the business trip or if she needed to pick me up when I returned.

She only cared about what time I would go back.

I wouldn't have thought anything was unusual before, but I can't be sure now.

Once the seed of doubt was planted, it would grow wildly.

But it was not the time for impulsiveness. Since I was brought back early to see all this, it was meant to make me see through someone clearly.

I placed a hidden camera in the bedroom, aimed at the bed, connected to my phone.

I went out and found a hotel, pretending that I didn't come back tonight.

At night, I arrived at the hotel and watched the surveillance footage on my phone.

There was still a glimmer of hope in my heart, thinking that I may have been overthinking it and that my girlfriend didn't cheat on me.

But the next second, my heart sank to the bottom.

A man and a woman entered the bedroom, I don't know the man, but the woman is my girlfriend, Patricia.

"Your boyfriend is coming back tomorrow? So soon?"

"Oh, it's been so many days and I'm still not tired of it?"

"No, I'm not tired, no matter how many times. Let's do it again tonight."

"I hate it!"