My Husband Booked Three Lunches, I Found Her

Chapter 4

There was a photograph on it. It showed her marriage certificate with Peter, but the official red seal had not been stamped.

Belle: I knew who you were the day you added me. But so what? In Pete's heart, I'm his real wife.

I smiled calmly, because this blank marriage certificate could finally be returned to its rightful owner.

So all that talk of having backup was all for this moment right here.

And I replied her.

Me: Wife? Don't think you can provoke me. I will never divorce Peter. You can just be a homewrecker that has to hide in the shadows for the rest of your life!

I knew exactly what she was trying to do, and I would not let her get what she wanted.

Even if we did end up divorcing, I would wait until the day Peter dumped her.

How dare she steal my man? This was what she deserved!

Without hesitation, I dialed the complaint hotline. "How do you punish an employee who sleeps with a client while on the job?"

The person on the other end answered without hesitation. "They will be terminated and blacklisted industry-wide!"

The reason this cruise line had become a top player in the industry was precisely because of its strict management system. Any employee who broke the rules would basically never be able to find work in the entire industry again.

Hearing their firm answer, half of the weight lifted from my heart.

Just at that moment, Peter came back.

It had been exactly half an hour, not a minute more, not a minute less.

Peter covered my eyes and led me step by step into what had been Belle's celebration banquet.

"This is what I prepared for you. Are you happy, Marie?"

I looked around. Everything was arranged exactly the same, only the banner had been changed.

I laughed from the bottom of my heart. He sure knew how to save money, didn't he? He had money for an extra room, but somehow couldn't spare the cash to set up this new venue properly.

Seeing me smile, Peter happily kissed me on the cheek. "As long as my wife is happy, that's all that matters! I still have some work to finish, I'll come find you once I'm done."

Watching him typing frantically on his phone, I understood exactly what was going on.

Peter had been with me these past few days, Belle must have been dying of frustration! I supposed she would not run out of her little tricks any time soon.

I gave him an understanding smile. "It's fine! Go take care of your business!"

Peter smiled back at me and hurried straight to Belle's room without delay.

His back grew farther and farther away from me. Just like our ten years of marriage: we looked fine on the outside, but we'd been estranged for ages.

After he had completely disappeared from my sight, I subtly wiped the saliva he left on my face off.

He still did not know that his room had already been checked out, did he!

I wonder, when the cleaner came to clean the room later, would she just kick these two cheating bastards out.

How could I miss such a good show? So, I waited by the door of room 2202, propping my phone up so it faced directly at their door.

"More… Give me more…"

"Ah... Don't hold back! Pete, I love you, I love you so much…"

Lewd dirty words kept pouring out from inside.

Just listening to this made my ears go numb, but just imagining the terrified looks on their faces when they saw the cleaner made me so giddy I could barely stifle my laughter.

At the same time, the live stream chat was blowing up.

A: [Wow! Can we actually watch this for free?]

B: [Super curious what's going on in there, hehe!]

The cleaner was cleaning her way through the floor, and their room was next…

I typed back right away: I got you, my dear viewers!

As usual, the cleaner knocked three times, but the pair inside were too caught up in what they were doing to hear a thing.

The door swung open. Inside the room, red ropes dangled all across the room from the ceiling beams, and Belle was tied to the bed, unable to move a muscle…

The cleaner recognized the woman on the bed instantly and gasped in shock. "Belle! How could you sleep with a client? This is against company policy!"

Belle panicked. "It's not… I…"

Peter hurriedly pulled on his clothes and roared at the cleaner who'd walked in, "Who gave you permission to enter? Get out!"

The cleaner could barely hide her offense. "Sir, this room has already been checked out."

All the color drained from Peter's face, he was stark white with fear…