A cruel turning point

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Lin was a near-perfect woman, and I met her on an artsy entertainment program called "Meet on Saturday." Many people might think it was just a show designed to boost ratings, but for me, the happiest days of my life truly began that special weekend.

Everything is so vivid in my memory. Lin was 26 years old that year. When she appeared on stage, dressed elegantly and radiantly, all the male guests were captivated. The moment she removed her mask, the entire audience erupted in cheers. Lin stood out from the crowd. Her fair and radiant skin, beautiful and full face, gentle and tender eyes, and tall, graceful figure exuded indescribable charm from head to toe. Her smile was breathtaking; she was like an ethereal beauty, truly captivating me instantly, and I fell in love with her immediately. Lin stood gracefully in the center of the stage, appearing slightly shy. As she gradually shed her inhibitions and sang her heart out, bringing the entire audience to a climax, I was stunned. Her voice was still as sweet as ever. I became even more convinced that she was the angel I had been searching for. Fortunately, at the end of the show, I actually became the most outstanding among the male guests, and Lin actually accepted my hand. To this day, I can still recall her shy and reserved expression. She said to me shyly, "I like honest, kind, and healthy men. Your IT profession is also very good." That night, I was so excited that I couldn't sleep. My relationship with Lin began so dramatically. I admit it was a memorable prologue to my life. Countless times I picked her up from get off work and took her home, countless times we went to the movies and shopping, countless candlelight dinners—my passion was never at peace. Although Lin herself was a senior executive at a foreign bank, and her parents lived in Australia, her distinguished background and exceptional taste made me feel somewhat inadequate. But I worked even harder, setting new goals for my life to create romance and win her heart. Day after day, I found myself increasingly infatuated with Lin. She was not only beautiful, but also intelligent, kind, and understanding. Almost every night before bed, I would imagine that scene: on a grand and sacred wedding stage, Lin, wearing a pure white and elegant wedding dress, like an angel, gazing at me with tender eyes, letting me place the wedding diamond on her finger, our passionate kiss moving everyone present. Although many men were pursuing Lin at the same time, perhaps Cupid was moved by my sincerity, and a year later, Lin and I got married. My dream had finally come true.

Becoming Lin's husband meant enduring countless strange looks. Friends, relatives, colleagues, and neighbors—almost everyone who had seen Lin was filled with envy and jealousy. These weren't things I cared about; the key was that Lin brought me so much joy. To this day, I can still vividly remember every detail of our wedding day. When Lin's father handed her to me on the red carpet, his eyes welled with tears as he earnestly said, "My child, you deserve our daughter's blessing. We believe in you." Perhaps Lin truly loved me; she didn't want me to feel too much pressure, so she offered to live with my parents in a three-bedroom, two-bedroom apartment. Although it was spacious enough for two generations, it was truly rare for a marriage like ours today. We didn't buy another house, only a Mini Cooper, a car Lin liked. Lin also had considerable savings; she felt the money could be saved for the future, for when our child moved abroad.

People say marriage is the grave of love, but Lin and I got along very well after marriage. We often did the romantic things we did when we were dating, and of course, a harmonious sex life was indispensable. She had a very strong sex drive, and I could always satisfy her. Aside from those few special days, we were passionate almost every day. I knew how to please her, and she was always in an exceptionally good mood after sex. Once, after we finished, she lay comfortably in my arms and told me she wanted to have a baby with me. Whether she meant it or not, I could completely feel that she truly loved me. It's been several years since my divorce from Lin, and I don't even know what she's doing now. We're like strangers; even if we bumped into each other, we probably wouldn't even say hello. Such a beautiful marriage ended in less than six months. Who could have imagined it? I can't face it. I destroyed all our wedding photos. Any picture of us together causes me unbearable pain. The wounds won't heal, and the memories only make it worse. I wish I had never met that woman. I loved her so much. What happened afterward is a memory I can't bear to recall.

Lin and I spent our honeymoon in the Maldives six months after our wedding. It was postponed because I was busy preparing for my promotion. We each took our honeymoon leave and enjoyed ten days in that paradise. Shortly after returning home, Lin went to the International Women and Children's Health Hospital for a pre-pregnancy checkup; she really wanted a child. Everything seemed so blissful, but… that day was Lin's ovulation day. Before leaving for work, she specifically told me to book a room near our home. Actually, the soundproofing at home isn't bad; with people upstairs and downstairs, sex wouldn't disturb the family. Lin wanted it to be more intense, which coincided with my own thoughts—we both knew that passionate sex helps with conception. Coincidentally, that day was also the day the company held a press conference for its new product, followed by a celebration banquet at the Lujiazui Riverside Hotel that evening. I knew about this a few days earlier, but I didn't think that leaving get off work late wouldn't affect our plans, so I didn't think much of it. Speaking of which, I need to mention someone: my vice president, Li Jun. Li Jun, a man in his early forties with two doctoral degrees, was the kind of handsome and approachable man who always gave off a friendly vibe. He had been very supportive and caring towards me at work, practically my mentor. This promotion was thanks to his repeated recommendations to headquarters. That morning, seeing my beaming face, Li Jun was quite direct. "What's got you so happy? Did you win the lottery?" he said jokingly, like an older brother. Before I could speak, this charming man continued, "You'd better keep an eye on things tonight. Almost all the bigwigs from Beijing headquarters are here. I raved about you at the board meeting, so you'd better give me some face. Now that you're a director, you need to be mindful of your demeanor." They say a successful man should have a good wife at home and a good boss at work. What more could one ask for in life? It seems I have both. Hearing Li Jun say this warmed my heart, and I immediately handed him a Brazilian cigar, which I had specially "bribed" him with. "Boss, don't worry, the banquet is just a formality. The key is that I'll give you a more satisfactory answer in our future work." "Very good, that's the kind of person I've been looking for! By the way, why don't you dress up for the banquet today and bring your wife along? I've heard a lot about your wife, you're quite the ladies' man, it's time to bring her out and let everyone see her." "Oh, oh, okay." I answered somewhat reluctantly, agreeing without thinking, and then regretted it. I didn't think much of Li Jun's brotherly words and abruptness, but I was worried about something else. I knew Lin never liked social occasions, and it wouldn't be good to force her to come, but if she didn't come, I wouldn't be able to give Li Jun face. As soon as I left the vice president's office, I immediately dialed Lin's cell phone, and to my surprise, she agreed immediately. Seeing my hesitant manner on the phone, she said...

"Honey, how could I not want to? I know you're shy, so what's wrong with having your wife give you some encouragement?" "You really want to?" "Silly girl, how could I ignore such a rare occasion? Don't worry! I'll make sure you look presentable. Remember to eat well at noon, you still have some tiring work to do tonight." "..." "What are you grinning about? Oh, by the way, why don't you pick me up at noon? There's a new steakhouse that just opened, everyone who's tried it says it's great. It's right across from Longemont. After we eat, I want to pick out a suit for you, don't always wear the one you wore at our wedding." "Okay, it's settled then." After hanging up the phone, the unease I felt vanity vanished, replaced by a surge of excitement. Perhaps it was vanity at play, but I was convinced that taking a wife like Lin out would be incredibly glamorous. After lunch, at Hang Lung Plaza, Lin chose a German suit worth three thousand yuan. When I tried it on, she was overjoyed and kept praising me for looking incredibly handsome. I was a little reluctant to part with it, but I was very happy, as if I had rediscovered the dashing young man I used to be.

Lin left work early. She said on the phone that she would get her hair done first, and then rush home to prepare. I knew what she was going to do. I know Lin too well; she's a very dignified woman. Even when she's just hanging out with friends, she's willing to spend a lot of time on her appearance. But I was incredibly busy that day, barely having a moment to myself all afternoon. The press conference ended in the evening, and Lin was already waiting for me downstairs. The moment she stepped out of her car, I froze. Lin stood not far away, smiling at me with pursed lips. I seemed to see her again on her wedding night. She wore a purple off-the-shoulder evening gown that hugged her voluptuous and tall figure. She was so elegant and graceful, so charming and beautiful. Her skin was as white as jade, her hair was styled in a bun, her eyes were full of affection, and her curvaceous figure was captivating. She was still so sexy. Under the dazzling diamond chain, her two large breasts pushed open the lace bustier with a slit, and the full, white, lustrous breasts in the middle were trembling unintentionally, showing off their alluring fullness. A silver belt was casually tied under her breasts, and her lower abdomen was also full as if it were full of spring. Outside the dress were a pair of long, slender legs that were white with a hint of pink, and golden stilettos made them look alluring. So radiant, she was adorned with a long chiffon lace scarf, draped around her neck and hanging behind her. Her bare back and shapely hips must have been the envy of countless women. Almost every man on the street seemed to have their eyes wandering because of Lin. Even I, facing my wife whom I see every day, was momentarily lost in thought. While a sense of superiority welled up, I was also a little worried. Her H-cup bra had always been a source of anxiety when she was buying one. Dressed like this, I was sure she had put a lot of thought into it for me. When I came to my senses, Lin was standing before me, glowing. She nestled against me like a little bird, taking my arm and confidently asking, "Honey! Do you like it?" "Uh..." She kept her head turned, staring at me intently, as if waiting for the most compelling answer. But she was too perceptive; seeing my dazed expression, she immediately guessed what I was thinking. "Hmph, I knew what you were thinking, you stinky man. I'm wearing double protection, there's even a silicone transparent bra inside, what are you thinking?" "...Oh." "Oh my god, tell me, do you like it or not!" "I like it, I like it!" "I knew you men all like it." "? What do you mean men all like it!" "Ha...look how nervous you are, okay, okay, I'm not kidding you anymore, but seriously, honey, your mom keeps patching this and that for me, look, it's only been a short time, and my butt has gotten bigger again. When we got married, my backside wasn't that big." "A big butt means you'll have a son!" "You're so mean, how dare you make fun of me." "If you're shy, why are you wearing it? Really." "What! It's all for you...this way we're a perfect match." As I said this, Lin and I got into the car. As soon as she sat in the passenger seat, she put her hand on my already aroused crotch, stroking it, feeling its incredible hardness, she was extremely happy.

"Look, you're already like that... Looks like you can't resist my charm... Never mind! You'd better behave yourself tonight, or I won't let you off the hook. Humph." Lin is always good at creating atmosphere. Actually, she's a completely conservative woman, rarely even around men, except with me, when things get this intimate. At that moment, her hand wouldn't leave that lewd spot, and she told me something. "Honey." "Hmm?" "I don't know why, but I really want it on my ovulation days. Just now in the conference room, surrounded by men, I really wanted it, but you weren't there. It was so frustrating." "Uh..." Since we got married, she's always liked to tease me with similar words. She understands me so well, knowing that those words will arouse me, and we've always been this romantic. Before starting, we kissed passionately, until she was all wet down there, and she changed her panty liner in the car. But who could have imagined that would be the last kiss between Lin and me? Thanks to the good road conditions, we arrived at the banquet venue just before nightfall. Although we had been whispering sweet nothings the whole way, Lin was adept at adjusting herself. After getting out of the car, she looked completely different, like a reserved goddess. She gracefully linked arms with me as we signed in, and then we went to the banquet hall on the top floor.

Looking back, I can remember every single detail. Although I had worked hard at that company for several years, this was truly my first time attending such a banquet. Smelling the opulent atmosphere of the massive hall, which could easily accommodate over a hundred people, I was amazed. It was the first time I had ever been to such a luxurious and prestigious place. The venue was top-notch, the atmosphere was top-notch. At first glance, the grandeur and magnificence were like a palace from an American TV series. The people and atmosphere were equally first-rate. There were at least dozens of young waiters serving drinks and tea, each one in their prime, with outstanding looks, and able to communicate with the foreigners present. Clearly, they were not ordinary young people capable of handling such tasks. I admit, without Lin's company, given my humble mindset, I would have felt somewhat inferior in this situation. But with her there, it was different. Perhaps it was because she stood out so much, but with her by my side, I felt like I had been reborn, incredibly glamorous. It's no exaggeration to say that Lin was the most typical "rich, beautiful, and successful" woman present, a fact confirmed by the stares I received. Of course, I was still a little nervous. In terms of position, I was certain that as the director, I was at the lowest level among everyone present. Having dealt with data my entire life, it was inevitable that I would feel a bit awkward in this situation. Lin was very considerate; she kept encouraging me and reducing my nervousness. "Honey, what are you waiting for? Let's find someone. Li Jun should be here by now." Actually, Lin only blurted out his name because she had often heard him mentioned by me. Li Jun, standing at 1.86 meters tall with a distinctive hairstyle, quickly came into view. He was holding a bottle of wine, standing not far away with several men, chatting and laughing. Speaking of those men, their demeanor and appearance were indeed extraordinary; they seemed exceptionally outstanding, not only handsome but also possessing a refined air. I vaguely recognized two of them. I couldn't care less; since I was there, I should at least give Li Jun face. I adjusted myself slightly and walked over with my wife. It was

a gathering of important people. The two familiar faces were from the company's website: Guo Feng, CEO of the Beijing headquarters, and Qin Qi, CEO of the East China region. Surprisingly, their manners and speech didn't give off any sense of aloofness or superiority. On the contrary, they seemed quite cultured. In just a few words, I, a nobody, quickly joined them on a technical level. I felt great, but I knew my wife had played a significant, albeit subtle, role. I'm very sensitive in this regard. After seeing Lin, only Li Jun and that General Manager Guo seemed normal. The others immediately gave me strange looks. Although they still maintained their elegant demeanor, something felt off. Their gazes wandered, their tone softened, and they started by showering her with praise, then tried to strike up a conversation with her, sometimes mentioning their wives, sometimes international luxury brands, as if they understood women very well, yet also as if they were ignoring my presence. To be honest, I was definitely bothered, but I understood that if you bring your stunning wife out, how can you expect to be ignored? I just had to pretend I didn't see them. Fortunately, Lin is a woman of both beauty and intelligence. She was poised and dignified, seemingly responding to them, but her words were concise and tactful. When the topic turned to children, Lin became less reserved. She seemed very happy, telling them that we were having a baby and that I would definitely treat them to celebratory eggs. Li Jun spoke up, leading the way with a toast, acting like the big brother. "Xiao Wang, you're planning to become a father! Keep up the good work!" "Yes, yes, don't worry, Mr. Li, I won't let you down." To be honest, hearing those words really made me feel good. My wife loves me, my boss cares about me, what more could I ask for? While those high-ranking officials were flattering Li Jun and giving their blessings to Lin and me, I felt so proud that I forgot everything else.

We arrived at a VIP room on the side of the hall. A huge European-style dining table was set up, laden with oysters, lobster, steak, king crab, red wine, and everything else imaginable. I heard many more delicacies were being prepared. At the time, Lin and I were present, along with Li Jun and several high-ranking officials from various regions, and their wives. Clearly, this was the most prestigious room; aside from two officials from headquarters who were also present, almost everyone was there. Li Jun said his wife had gone to Las Vegas, otherwise she would have come along. His wife was no ordinary woman; she was the head of the cashier department. The door closed, and imagining the scene, I felt an overwhelming sense of grandeur. I never imagined I would dine with such a group; I only thought my future was bright. Wine is a good thing, but Lin wouldn't let me touch it, saying I could only have some fruit wine at most. I can't blame her; I'm just not good enough for it. After drinking, I always get drowsy and won't have the energy for the physical activity we do together, especially since I have to drive later. Lin subtly explained to them that I have a low alcohol tolerance, and if they insisted on drinking, she would just drink a little on my behalf. No one bothered me; they were all willing to give my wife face. In Chinese social situations, my withdrawal was easily granted. I originally thought Lin and I would leave soon. But then Li Jun gave me a task. He said that for such an important celebration, we needed aged Lafite, and he didn't trust anyone else to get it from his office, so he wanted me to make the trip. It would only take an hour round trip. Li Jun is very good at handling people; he directly asked Lin for permission. Lin, of course, agreed, though she smiled helplessly. "Honey, do you want me to come with you?" "No need, you eat something first, I'll be right back." "Okay." I knew that if Lin wanted to go, she wouldn't have asked. Perhaps her heels were too thin and high, making it inconvenient to walk. I completely understood her. Besides, in this situation, it's more gentlemanly to let the lady stay. I kissed Lin's soft, white earlobe and left. She told me to drive slowly, but wanting to get back quickly, I floored the gas pedal the whole way. The roads were congested, and it took a full half hour to get back to the company. Li Jun's wine collection was vast; his office was practically a wine cellar. I finally found the bottle in a rather strange place. On the way back, worried that Lin might be waiting too long, I called her. I assumed she hadn't heard the ringtone and didn't answer, so I didn't call again. The faint fragrance in the car was Lin's; the scent was intoxicating. I was thinking about the romance of the evening, and I was in a great mood. I really don't want to recall what happened next. Believe it or not, that was my true experience, a nightmarish experience that left me depressed for a whole year. When I returned to the club, the private room was empty, except for a table full of leftover food and drinks and the pervasive smell of smoke. Lin disliked men smoking the most, but those men were still doing it. I was furious. I resented Li Jun for making me rush off to get the drinks, and now that everything was over.

Just as I was completely confused about where everyone had gone, a hand touched my shoulder from behind. I turned around abruptly, and it was her. Xiao Yi, the finance manager. This girl, like me, had just gotten married that year. She was usually quiet, so she wasn't very popular at the company. She looked at me with a very strange expression, her face flushed, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't say anything. "What's wrong, Xiaoyi?" "..." "Where are they? Have you seen my wife?" "..." "Weren't you here the whole time?" I asked her repeatedly, but she couldn't say anything for a long time. Finally, she took out a phone, gestured a few times on the screen, and wrote a few clear and simple words: 56a. "What's this?" "Think about it yourself." After saying that, she sighed and turned to leave, disappearing without a trace. At that time, I didn't have time to play guessing games with her. I only wanted to call Lin first. The phone still didn't answer. I immediately dialed a second time. Just as Lin's favorite ringtone played for the second time, "Hello!" Good heavens, it was a strange man's voice, deep and resonant. I couldn't tell who he was. I completely thought it was a coded number, hung up and dialed again, but he still answered. "Hello?!" "You...who are you?!" "Looking for your wife, right? Call back later, she's busy." "What?! Busy?! Who are you?! Why are you answering her call?!" "Stop talking nonsense, I already said, your wife is busy right now!" I remember very clearly, that's exactly what the man said, in heavily accented Shanghainese Mandarin, his tone extremely impatient. I was really anxious, I didn't even bother to guess what he was saying. Just as I asked him the same question again, and he completely lost his temper and started cursing at me, telling me not to call again, another voice came from the phone, an extremely offensive voice. It was a bit far away, but I still heard it. Woman: Ahh ... Ahhhhh (Man: ...Hmm?! Arrived? Hmm?! ...Hmm?! Arrived?...Arrived?! ...Hmm?! It's coming out again?! Hmm?! ...So many?! Hmm?! How come there are so many?! Hmm?!) ...Don't ask! Don't ask! Ah! ~~ ... I remember Lin saying tenderly to me the night before I left, "Honey, drive carefully, I'll wait for you to come back." She loved me so much, cared so much about me, and was so indifferent to other men. She even wanted a child, the fruit of our love.

Thinking back on everything that night, I tried to calm down, but the stranger's words haunted me relentlessly: "Your wife is busy right now!... Busy!... Busy!" Each word was like a hammer blow, relentlessly pounding on my heart. I was going crazy. Suddenly, I thought of Xiaoyi, her strange gaze, and that number. Was that girl really hinting at something? Without even putting down the expensive bottle of Lafite, I rushed to the elevator to the 56th floor, to the luxury suite area. Sure enough, the bronze plaque clearly read: 56a-w. My heart pounded, I could feel it with every beat. I strode straight towards the room, clinging to a sliver of hope that fate wouldn't be so cruel to me, that it was all a misunderstanding, a coincidence. I thought I'd have the answer soon. An elegant, dimly lit corridor, a long red carpet, and the room was at the end. But as I got closer and closer to my goal, until I stopped in front of the door, my thoughts completely went haywire. I saw a delicate wooden sign hanging on the solid gold doorknob, with the words "Do Not Disturb" written in English. Panic struck, or rather, I panicked even more. My heart was in my throat. The crucial point was that the faint sounds coming from inside the door would make any adult guess what was happening inside. I didn't know why the door wasn't locked, but I didn't care. I went straight in, without considering the consequences. The spacious and luxurious living room was illuminated only by a single floor lamp, exuding elegance. The room was empty, yet filled with a faint, peculiar fragrance. Extremely obscene sounds, "Mmm...mmm...ah...ah...ah," were emanating from the bedroom. The noise was deafening; even with the bedroom door closed, the men's forceful roars and rhythmic thrusts could be faintly heard. It was incredibly brutal; even the sounds of their thrusting were deafening. The woman was experiencing continuous orgasms, seemingly in a state of ecstasy. I'm certain anyone who came here would find it unbearable.

Ha, looking back now, I was so stubborn. Even though I already knew the answer in my heart, I still clung to the unwavering belief that I wouldn't give up until I saw the yellow stalk of her underwear on the coffee table, soaked to the bone. My heart shattered completely. The underwear really was Lin's. A new style with pink lace side ties, both straps were loose, and the wet, dirty panty liner was clinging miserably to the crotch. I was devastated. I felt like the sky had fallen; I couldn't describe the feeling. Anger, helplessness, and inferiority—a multitude of emotions swirled within me. I felt so inferior I wanted to die. I didn't know who those men were, what kind of charming men they were, that just foreplay had brought Lin to this state. And that wasn't all. On the leather sofa and the surrounding carpet, I saw puddles of colorless, odorless wetness everywhere, some even dripping down the edges of the sofa. Lin had clearly been brought to orgasm by them. I, her husband who lived with her every day, had never seen my wife have such an orgasm! It was a complete mess, overflowing with vaginal fluid. Lin's phone was on the windowsill some distance away. I remembered my call with that man not long ago. Oh dear, I almost knew what was going on. He probably just tossed the phone there after he finished the call. The commotion in the bedroom was escalating. The bed felt like it was about to collapse. She was having an incredible time, almost constantly orgasming. It was when those men were fucking her and asking her if her dick was big, if she was hard, how it compared to her husband's, and if it was good to have several at once that her incoherent words were so heartbreaking. How many men in the world have the "honor" of experiencing this excruciating pain and humiliation firsthand?

Breaking into that bedroom wasn't difficult, but I was afraid. I was afraid of witnessing that ugly reality and not being able to bear the shock. I was even more afraid of losing her. Whether she was gang-raped or did it for some other reason, once I went in, I knew that the marriage was most likely over. But I was unwilling to accept it. I had to find out the truth and get to the bottom of it. My last bit of rationality was finally completely consumed by anger. I didn't even call the police first, nor did I take out my phone to prepare to film. Just as she seemed to be about to have her period again, I pushed open the tightly closed bedroom door. Years have passed, but that disgusting scene still frequently replays in my memory. It was so ugly, so horrifying. On the soft, large bed, my wife's full, white body was covered only by a gleaming gold belly chain. Five naked men, their five thick penises surrounding her, were surrounding her from all sides. She was kneeling on one of them, with another straddling her from behind. Her breasts were being grabbed by both sides, and her full, snow-white buttocks were exposed, facing the door. What drove me completely mad was that, just before their affair was disturbed, I saw two penises simultaneously thrusting wildly in and out of her vagina. My God, could she take it? No wonder she had such a violent orgasm; her vaginal fluids were uncontrollably flowing, spurting out again and again with that shameless rhythm. Her labia were completely limp. My God, wasn't I just inviting humiliation by going into that bedroom? I'd never seen anyone erect before, and now it was at a time like this.

Ah~ Ah ah~ Ah~ Ah~~ Kiss me, kiss me now, I'm coming! ~ I'm coming again! ~ Ah~ Ah~ Ah~ Ah~ Hmm~ Ah~ ... "Husband! Listen to me... listen to me!" "Bitch! Why did this happen? Why?" I was hysterical. From the time we met, fell in love, to our marriage, I had never been mean to her once, but at that moment, I really wanted to slap her hard. But when I saw the faces of those men, I was completely dumbfounded. The man who was holding my wife, his penis still inside her, was actually the person I trusted and relied on the most. Li Jun! My God, just a short while ago he was sincerely blessing us. Seeing me, he wasn't embarrassed at all; instead, he was extremely ruthless. "Fuck, who let you in?! You really know how to pick your time!?" He was completely different, leaving me utterly disoriented. And the other man, Guo Feng, the CEO of the Beijing headquarters whom I admired so much, was actually working with Li Jun on a double penetration. After pulling his penis out of Lin's vagina, he straddled the ground, glaring at me menacingly, as if I had ruined his plans. "Get out! Get out of here!" I couldn't react in time, but the other three men beside me, having released their grip on Lin's breasts, rushed towards me menacingly, shoving me out of that filthy bedroom and locking the door behind me. I couldn't even remember who they were; all I saw were those three wet, erect penises, covered in my wife's fluids. The torment of love and hate, the mental anguish, truly made me numb. Even at that moment, I didn't think to call for help, to call the police, to let everyone witness this ugly truth. I just stood there dumbly in the living room, waiting. I heard her crying, heard her sobbing and shouting to those men that she didn't want a divorce. I wholeheartedly believed she would chase after me, explain, and beg for my forgiveness. However, the bedroom door remained closed.

That night, I didn't go home. I wandered around like a walking corpse, not knowing how to face the next day, the third day, the future—it was all bleak. I felt like I had lost everything. I deliberately kept my phone on, but it never rang. My mind was a complete blank, endlessly replaying my wife's words: "Honey, I want to have a baby for you. Okay?" I felt like I was going crazy. I had indeed lost my job, and my wife had disappeared. Lin called me on the third day at noon. She filed for divorce, very firmly. She said she couldn't face me anymore, didn't expect my forgiveness, only hoped I could pull myself together and find new happiness. She was willing to leave with nothing, only asking that I not tell my family and friends the truth, to preserve her dignity. When I asked her why she did that, she said nothing.

[The End]

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