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.

***

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!"

As they spoke, the two of them kissed and started taking off their clothes, rolling onto the bed.

My fury was about to break my sanity, and my hand holding the phone trembled tightly.

The two of them quickly took off their clothes.

"Are you not wearing it today?"

"No, let's see if you're carrying a baby of mine or your boyfriend's."

"Why are you so bad! Tell me, who is better between me and your yellow-faced wife?"

"Of course it's you, she's old, ugly, and fat. How can she compare to you? Tell me! Am I more powerful or is your boyfriend more powerful!"

Patricia's face was rosy, and her expression was something I had never seen before.

"It's you! Baby! Only you can make me feel this way."

I angrily threw my phone on the ground. I just wanted to go home and catch those two bastards in the act!

But then I felt that this would be too easy for them.

If I went back then, at most I would just fight with that man and break up.

I might even end up in jail myself.

Thinking of this, I quickly regained my sanity and felt that it wouldn't be so easy to let them off the hook.

In the surveillance footage, the man said he has a wife.

So Patricia, rather than being the third wheel, she chose to betray me!

Alright, alright, alright!

I have always been good to Patricia, giving her enough money and emotional support.

She is a designer, and recently she has been working overtime a lot. I thought she was tired, so I would heat up the food and wait for her to come back and eat.

Now it seems that working overtime is not necessarily the reason.

She has a younger brother, and I arranged a job for him.

When her parents mentioned marriage, they asked for a dowry of 40,000 dollars and a house. I have been working hard to earn money just to marry her.

And what's the result?

I spat on the ground, thinking about how to make her and her adulterer fall from grace!

I didn't know how I slept through the night, I almost slept until dawn.

At seven o'clock in the evening, I returned home.

Patricia was also at home, she glanced at me and said, "Welcome back, Honey."

Her attitude was tepid, it's just a normal thing.

I used to have no doubts, but when I think about it carefully, she has been saying that she has been working overtime a lot recently, and her attitude has always been this lukewarm state. There have been several times when I wanted to be intimate with her, but she pushed me away, saying she was too tired.

I looked around the house and saw that the slippers and toiletries were neatly arranged.

Back in the bedroom, sure enough, that packaging paper was gone.

Fortunately, my hidden camera was not discovered. I secretly hid it.

At night, Patricia deliberately got intimate with me and said we could do it today.

I sneered. Someone else did it yesterday, using me as a scapegoat!

But I was not in the mood for this. Just thinking about her having sex with another man on my bed yesterday made me feel nauseous.

For a moment, she saw that I wasn't interested and lost interest too.

"So boring, are you still a man?"

She gave me a white look and turned over to sleep with her back to me.

It was ridiculous that she still said I'm boring.

I looked at her and could still imagine her under another man.

I didn't have any feelings for her anymore.

But if I wanted revenge, I'll take a big one.

Women like her, the higher they are held, the harder they fall.