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After my wife's 44th affair, my father was hit in a car accident. When I found the perpetrator, my wife emerged disheveled from the passenger seat.
I stayed by my father's side at the hospital, while she accompanied the perpetrator at the police station during questioning.
When I refused to settle, she grabbed her thermos and smashed it violently against my head.
"He's a lawyer. Do you want to ruin his entire career? What's wrong with you?"
I calmly wiped the blood from my head, watching her panicked face as realization dawned.
This wasn't her first affair, but it was the most serious one.
My mind flashed back to our fifth year of marriage, when she grinned at me and said:
"Don't you get bored sleeping with just one person for the rest of your life? To be fair, I won't care what you do either."
"I give them sex, but I give you love."
Later, I did as she wished and got together with the girl she herself had introduced to me.
Yet she ended up on her knees begging me to come home.

After the Wife's 44th Affair

She kicked me away viciously, like a pebble in her path.


What she doesn't cherish, others will. Leaving Frost was never a loss for me!


I waited at home for a week before finally receiving a message from Fintan.


It was a picture, and the signature on it was indeed Genevieve's.


Not long after, he mailed the agreement to the address I specified.


When I went to pick it up, I happened to pass by a famous bakery.


When I came out, I was carrying a bag of cakes home.


Just as I turned the key in the lock, the door opened from the inside.


The woman in front of me jumped onto me like a koala, happily clinging to my body.


I helplessly hugged her back, kicking the door shut with my foot.


"Candace, you're not wearing slippers again."


She blinked and smiled at me, holding up three fingers, "Next time, I'll definitely remember!"


The day I "found" Candace, it was raining heavily outside.


Chapter 8