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

Seeing me agree, he was ecstatic, lavishing me with praise and even getting all touchy-feely for a moment like we hadn't in ages.


He even transferred money to me, telling me to have a great time tomorrow.


But he didn't take any further action towards me; he completely lost interest in me.


After all, it's been three years, and like he said, he's tired.


That night I tossed and turned, unable to sleep, while he slept soundly, with a smile at the corner of his mouth. Who knows what he was dreaming about.


Sharing the same bed but dreaming different dreams, that's probably how it is.


The next day, he urged me to leave the house early.


I didn't say much either and went to an internet cafe, found a private booth, and connected to the camera at home to start observing.


There I saw Zhou Minghua alone, bouncing and twisting around the house, delightfully waving his arms and legs.


He was twisting as he hummed a song and then went to the wardrobe, changing into a stylish outfit.


Chapter 3