As she hung up on Alan so sudden, I couldn't stop suspecting that Alan could be the secret lover.
"Helen, what's the deal with the men's cologne scent on you? And why did Alan call you so late?" I asked.
"How would I know the reason he called me for? I'm not a mind reader," my wife replied, with a hint of annoyance. "The men's cologne scent on me is because of you."
"Because of me?" I take a step back, almost jumping up.
My wife explained that she went shopping today and passed by a perfume store, intending to buy me cologne. The men's cologne scent on her was left over from that time.
"And where's the cologne?" I asked.
"I didn't buy it. I thought the scent wasn't good, so I didn't buy it for you."
Looking at my wife's eyes, I felt she wasn't lying. Of course, I didn't want her lying.
Seeming to notice my suspicion, my wife then told me she didn't buy the cologne but got me a watch instead.
Soon, she took out a beautifully packaged box from her bag. Judging from the packaging, the watch was quite expensive.
"Honey, do you like it?" My wife had a sweet smile on her face, tinged with a hint of anticipation.
"I love it!"
I smiled in response, though in truth, I was thinking more about the video in Reddit and my wife's recent odd behavior.
"Honey, I'm going to take a shower."
Handing me the watch, my wife went into the bathroom to shower.
Watching my pretty wife walk away, my feelings were complicated.
While my wife was in the shower, her phone and bag were outside.
Out of curiosity, I picked up her phone to check her recent call and w******p history.
However, I found that my wife had changed her phone password, and I couldn't open it. Why would she suddenly change her password? Did she have something to hide from me?
A sense of crisis crashed over me. I tried several passwords but couldn't unlock her phone. What could be in there that she didn't want me to see?
I lit a cigarette and approached the bathroom door, saying, "Helen, my phone is broken. Can I use yours to make a call? What's the password for your phone?"
After a while, she hadn't responded.
I furrowed my brows, feeling even more suspicious, and raised my voice, "Helen, what's the password for your phone? Let me borrow it to make a call."
"2580," her voice came from inside.
Hearing that, I quickly entered the password. The phone unlocked, and I eagerly opened her w******p, searching for any evidence of her involvement with other men. Fortunately, I found nothing suspicious, which put my mind at ease.
However, I felt suspicious when I noticed one person chatting flirtatiously with my wife on w******p. Surprisingly, it was a woman.
Soon, my wife came out of the bathroom, drying her jet-black hair with a towel.
At that moment, I remembered the female figure in the video, who also had a similar action, although in the video, her hair was dry. Such a coincidence!
My wife was wearing a bathrobe, without any underwear underneath, looking too tempting. I couldn't resist and approached her from the front, wanting to kiss her, but she dodged.
"Honey, you're so annoying."
"Am I annoying? I want to make out with you."
I smirked, but in my mind, I couldn't shake off the images from the video.
Still, I overpowered her and continued our intimacy.
"Darling, you don't love me at all."
My wife suddenly complained.
Why did my wife suddenly say that?
"Can't I satisfy her?" I felt strange. Was it because I couldn't satisfy her that she...
Thinking of this, I suddenly felt revitalized and moved even more vigorously with my wife.
Afterward, as we lay on the bed exhausted, I couldn't sleep, staring at the ceiling.
Picking up my phone, I carefully watched the saved video again, then looked at my wife lying beside me.
The resemblance was striking! I could hardly believe my eyes.
My wife was asleep, and I couldn't sleep either. I felt like the world was collapsing around me.
They are so similar, I have a feeling of confronting my wife with this video, but what if the female figure in the video isn't actually my wife? Accusing someone without solid evidence isn't right.
Some women, when they quarrel with their husbands, might seek revenge by finding other lover. I believe my wife isn't that kind of woman, but what if we have a big argument and she does... Sometimes I really want to give myself a slap. My wife is so gentle, kind, and virtuous, how could she possibly mess around outside?
Early in the morning, my wife made breakfast for me. After breakfast, we headed out to work separately. Just as I started working, my phone rang. It was a delivery guy saying I had a package. I hadn't ordered anything online, so why would I have a package? Could it be that my wife bought something and had it sent over? I went to collect the package. The package was a square-shaped box, with my name and phone number written on it as the recipient.
"Hey, what's inside?" I asked the delivery guy. He shook his head and said, "Don't you know what you bought?" Then he added, "Just open it and see." Out of curiosity, I opened the package right in front of the delivery guy.
This is so embarrassing, inside the package was a pair of torn stockings emitting a familiar scent, along with a hint of something fishy. The familiar scent was out of intimate garments, while the fishy smell was what happens when men's stuff dries out. The delivery guy looked at me with a strange expression, as if he was seeing a monster.
"It's none of your business, you can leave now," I said to him. At that moment, it felt like the sky was falling down on me.
My wife was cheating on me.
She had been intimate with another man, and the torn stockings in the package, emanating the familiar scent of her intimate wear along with a strange odor, confirmed my suspicions.