I can hardly believe this is my husband of three years, where did the spirited young man I fell in love with go?
Can time really change a person? Or was this his true nature all along?
The woman didn't let Zhou Minghua succeed the first time. They were in our home, playing and fooling around, engaging in all sorts of vulgar and obscene little games.
This was their kind of fun, a type I've never witnessed before.
In a daze, I even felt like I was the third wheel; they were so passionately entwined. Why did Zhou Minghua still pretend in front of me?
Why has he never mentioned breaking up?
I'm not someone who clings desperately. If he doesn't love me anymore, I'll let go decisively.
Why did it have to come to this?
At first, I wanted to return immediately and confront them, catch them in the act.
But I held back. I didn't want to embarrass myself or put Zhou Minghua in an awkward position, and I definitely didn't want to witness their shameless act.