My Wife Becomes Someone Else's s*x Toy

Chapter 3

I had my suspicions; Rachel's lover was definitely in the clinic, and I needed to figure out who it was.

Rachel had been working there for three years, and the only men she was close to were her colleagues.

However, I had visited the clinic many times and noticed that Rachel kept a safe distance from those male colleagues, so her lover couldn't be one of them.

'If it's not one of the male coworkers, then who else could it be?'

'Wait!' I realized I might have overlooked someone—the doctor who brought Rachel on board, her supervisor, Orson Cooper.

Orson is 53 years old and has been with the clinic for nearly twelve years. He's friendly and skilled, which is why many people choose him for treatment.

I met Orson once when I took Rachel for her interview. He is a fat guy with a receding hairline, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a white coat.

He had the look of a head physician at a large hospital, but something about his gaze felt off. Though he wore a kind smile, it made me uneasy.

It's hard to explain; he just seemed fake and insincere.

Orson was nearly twice Rachel's age; I couldn't believe she would be foolish enough to get involved with that kind of man.

But I couldn't dismiss the possibility outright. Many women nowadays were willing to be sugar babies for older men.

However, those women usually sought financial stability. Orson was just a clinic's doctor, earning less than five thousand a month. I couldn't figure out what she could possibly gain from him.

'Or does Rachel recently develop an attraction to older men? Does she have some sort of preference I don't know about?'

Regardless, I currently had no evidence to prove Rachel was involved with Orson; the most important thing now was to find proof. Once I had solid evidence, I would feel confident confronting Rachel.

For now, I needed to stay calm and gather information carefully.

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To gather evidence, I took three days off from work to follow up and investigate Rachel.

On the first day, she went to work as usual, and I didn't notice anything unusual.

On the second day, I saw that she didn't go directly into the clinic but made a phone call outside first. The call lasted about twenty minutes, and after hanging up, she didn't leave but stood at the door waiting.

After a while, a black Porsche 911 pulled up in front of her, and Rachel got into the back seat.

As soon as Rachel got in, the car immediately started moving.

Seeing the car take off, I quickly stepped on the gas to follow.

A Porsche 911 costs at least ninety thousand; Orson only makes about five thousand a month, which adds up to sixty thousand a year. I wondered how he could afford a car like this.

'Could it be that Rachel has more than one lover?'

'Or maybe I am wrong about my suspicions from the start, and Rachel and Orson really only have a simple superior-subordinate relationship?'

I couldn't know who the man in the car was, nor could I confirm if it was Orson.

The only thing I could be sure of was that the man in the car was definitely Rachel's lover.

After following for half an hour, the Porsche stopped at Tranquil Pines Community.

Tranquil Pines Community was just completed a year ago and housed many wealthy people.

The car didn't drive directly in but stopped at the entrance.

Afraid of being discovered, I didn't get too close but found a concealed spot about six hundred feet away to park, keeping my eyes fixed on the black car at the entrance.

The car door opened, and a man and a woman got out of it. Rachel claimed she was at work; she couldn't have imagined I would track her down here.

I was filled with rage, turned off the engine, and got out of the car. 'You cheating b***h, I'm going to make these two lowlifes pay today!'