He told me to confess to his wife.

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I once had a warm home, a kind and honest husband, and a lively and adorable son. But all of that changed because of Song Yaoguang's appearance.
I was the accounting supervisor at a construction and decoration company, and he was the company's owner, a typical businessman—ordinary in appearance but shrewd and capable.
I was a typical workaholic, dedicated to my work without a single mistake. My efforts not only earned me a higher salary but also garnered Song Yaoguang's attention.
He often came to my office to inquire about my well-being, asking if I was tired, and occasionally joking, "You control my lifeline, you know..." I knew the importance of an accountant to a company, but it wasn't as exaggerated as he made it out to be. I always assumed his concern was simply a result of my hard work earning my boss's attention.
Although there were some rumors circulating in the company, I ignored them. I believed that as long as I was innocent, what others said didn't matter. In my eyes, Song Yaoguang was simply a respected elder.
I never imagined our relationship would develop further; everything was beyond my control.
Once, the company held a banquet to expand its business, attended by all its partners.
Song Yaoguang hoped I could attend, saying it would greatly benefit the company's future development, and I agreed without hesitation. That day, I even dressed up specially.
At the banquet, I moved among these prominent figures with ease.
However, I wasn't good at drinking and felt a little dizzy. After a few drinks, I started to feel lightheaded.
I quietly tugged at Song Yaoguang, saying I couldn't go on, but he whispered in my ear, "The banquet is almost over, just hold on a little longer. I'll help you..." He then placed his hand on my waist.
I don't know when I lost consciousness, but when I woke up, it was the next morning. Looking at the unfamiliar room, clothes scattered all over the floor, and the mess on the bed, with Song Yaoguang fast asleep beside me, I understood everything.
Song Yaoguang was also awake, repeatedly explaining that it was his fault, that he had wronged me, and that he had liked me for a long time... Only now did I realize what lay behind his past acts of kindness and concern. But it was all too late.
I didn't say anything, nor did I want to. I got dressed and silently left the hotel. I just hoped that everything that happened last night was just a nightmare.
The next day, my husband called and said he wanted to go through the divorce proceedings.
With no other option, I signed the agreement in tears, ending my marriage. I got the child and the house; my husband didn't take anything, leaving without even a word.
After the divorce, I lived alone with my child. Everyone around me knew the reason for my divorce, and during that time, I heard people criticizing me wherever I went. I gradually got used to it and didn't care anymore.
After the storm passed, Song Yaoguang frequently appeared at my house, staying with me every now and then.
To protect me from the gossip, he simply made me quit my job and stay home, saying he would take care of my life. And so, I became Song Yaoguang's mistress.
I remember before the divorce, Song Yaoguang always said he wanted to divorce his wife whenever we were together, but that promise wasn't kept just because I was free.
I thought, since I was getting a divorce because of him, I couldn't stay with him like this forever; I needed a complete family. So, I repeatedly urged Song Yaoguang to divorce his wife, but each time he made excuses.
I felt helpless, and my only hope was that Song Yaoguang would always be sincere towards me. Even though he couldn't marry me, I always believed he would keep his promise.
But gradually, I noticed that Song Yaoguang was becoming less and less attentive to me, and he wasn't coming to see me as often as before. I was very worried.
One day, I ran into my former colleague Xiaoyun on the street. She said that Song Yaoguang was having an affair with a new college graduate at work, and she even said that Song Yaoguang had bought that girl a car.
Although I didn't completely believe her, I couldn't help but worry. That evening, I called Song Yaoguang to ask if he was coming over. He said it was his wife's birthday and he couldn't come. I felt even worse.
The next day, I called him again, and he said he was busy. At noon, I went straight to his workplace. He wasn't there; people at his workplace said he was on a business trip.
The thought of him buying a car for that new college graduate made me resentful. So, I hatched a plan.
Knowing the company's finances well, I quickly and easily embezzled 150,000 yuan. Then, I called Song Yaoguang and told him I'd taken the money.
Unexpectedly, he yelled on the phone, "You've gone too far! If you don't return the money within three months, I'll report you to the police!" I said, "Go ahead and report me. I'm going to find your wife right now and explain our relationship to her. Let's see who's afraid of whom!" He didn't say anything and slammed the phone down.
After that, Song Yaoguang stopped calling me and distanced himself from me. That 150,000 yuan ended our relationship. I thought he would never appear in my life again.
Unexpectedly, less than a month later, he contacted me again. He said he wanted to be with me and wanted me to accompany him to meet his wife to express his feelings and determination to be with me.
Seeing his evasive words, I felt things weren't as simple as he made them out to be. So, I pressed him for details.
It turned out the female college student was pregnant. Song Yaoguang wanted to confront his wife, but didn't want the student to be involved, so he wanted me to handle the situation.
Song Yaoguang's reasoning was simple—I took 150,000 yuan from him, so I should help him this once. Looking at this selfish and philandering man, I was filled with anger.
I firmly refused him: "Enough, let's end this farce." Song Yaoguang was furious; he clearly hadn't expected me to refuse him so firmly.
This man had caused me to lose my home and made it impossible for me to live a normal life again. He actually used me, his ex-lover, as a scapegoat for another woman; I truly despised my situation.
Before I could say anything more, he turned and left. Watching his departing figure, I couldn't hold back my tears any longer.

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