Zane Marcellus

On our wedding anniversary night, my husband told me he had to work overtime.
He came home drunk in the middle of the night.
The cake, wine, flowers, and gifts I meticulously prepared were ignored when he got home.
He said he was too tired from work and not in the mood to touch me.
In his clothes, I found a woman's underwear.
We have been in love for three years, and I have given up everything for him. Did he really cheat on me?

Even if Not in Love, Don't Hurt My Deep Affection

"Honey, have you misunderstood something about me?"


I glanced at the whip wedged in the sofa, and Zhou Minghua nervously picked it up and hid it: "It's from the boss, he likes to fiddle with something during meetings."


"It doesn't matter what it is, tomorrow at nine, go to the Civil Affairs Bureau, let's part amicably."


Yes, part amicably, I don't want to make everyone uncomfortable.


Zhou Minghua wanted to say something more, but I shut the study door behind me; the study was the only place untouched by his corruption.


The next day, Zhou Minghua, like a child who had done something wrong, still wanted to explain, but I remained silent, only asking him to bring his household registration book and ID card.


He tried to use going to work as an excuse to delay, but I looked at him firmly: "Zhou Minghua, don't waste any more time, you know exactly what you've done, why bother?"


"I... I didn't, honey, did you misunderstand..."


Chapter 6