At that moment, when I saw the message from Liu Huan, I felt something was amiss. She habitually called me hubby, but this time she added the word "you," which she never used in our chats before.
I thought I had just read too many chaotic stories online about being cheated on, and had become overly suspicious.
But now it seems, this wasn't a misunderstanding at all.
Liu Huan indeed cheated on me!
Realizing this, my chest heaved with anger. If I had sufficient evidence in my hand, I would demand an explanation from Liu Huan right now about what's going on!
Scenes from our past moments together flashed in my mind, and a dull pain throbbed uncontrollably in my heart.
Liu Huan and I were childhood friends, growing up together. Since I can remember, she always followed me around, calling me brother sweetly, and constantly saying she wanted to marry me.
During my naive adolescence, I fell for a girl in school who was like a goddess. I often sought to impress her. Just as we were getting closer, Liu Huan found out. I still remember how she pitifully stood before me, softly asking, "Brother Chen, I heard you're getting a girlfriend?"
"Didn't we promise each other since childhood? You'd marry me when we grew up, and if you marry someone else, wouldn't I be left to grow old alone? Can you bear seeing me live my life alone?"
At that time, I didn't take it seriously, just patted her head, grinning, "What's all this about marrying or not? Life is long, who knows how we'll turn out?"
In high school, I had my first girlfriend. I clearly recall Liu Huan being very upset, crying that she'd lost her chance, that I would never marry her in this lifetime.
Later on, in college, we officially got together. Liu Huan was over the moon, glued to my side all day, unwilling to be anywhere else.
I never thought this Liu Huan would one day have an affair, betray me, sleep in another man's bed, and even lie so smoothly while discussing our future together.
I tightened my grip on the phone, letting Liu Huan chatter away on the line, while I remained silent.
Finally, Liu Huan sensed my odd behavior.
"Hubby, what's really wrong with you today?"
"Is work too exhausting? Or are the collaborations not going well?"
"Tell me, maybe I can help ease some of it for you."
I took a deep breath, replying coldly, "No need, it's just fatigue. I'll be fine after some rest."
"Okay then, hubby, I'll hang up and let you rest well."
Not long after Liu Huan hung up, the scumbag streamer's broadcast also ended.
I sat on the sofa, filled with mixed emotions. Logging into the mobile banking app, I reviewed her expenditures for the past year.
This bank card, although linked to my account, was a birthday gift I gave to Liu Huan, with fifty thousand in it. I used to trust her completely, never checking where she spent the money.
Now logging in, I discovered she'd been buying a high-speed rail ticket to Yunjiang City nearly every month since last year.
The implication of buying train tickets to Yunjiang City was clear as day.
Staring at the spending records in the account, my stomach churned violently, almost causing me to vomit on the hotel bed.