I Became the Matchmaker Between My Father and Wife - Chapter 191

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There's another blog post from over three years ago. What's the content of these two blog posts from different dates?
Because the logs are arranged chronologically from bottom to top, with the most recent entries at the top and the earliest at the bottom, I've already seen the top entry. I haven't seen the second and third entries from the top. My brain hasn't fully processed this yet, so I'll just stick to the top-to-bottom order, since my brain is already overwhelmed. I numbly clicked on the second log entry, which was from over three years ago, and a brief summary appeared before my eyes.
"Time flies! In the blink of an eye, I'm a mother of two. I recently welcomed my second child, a girl, so now I have both a daughter and a son. Over the past few years, I've been trying to make up for what I've neglected my husband. When I was pregnant with this baby, I prayed to Buddha, asking for a daughter. Although my husband said he would love either a boy or a girl before the second birth, I knew from his expression and from knowing him well, that he still hoped for a girl. Now that my second child is finally a girl, fulfilling my husband's wish, I feel much better."
Looking back over the years, I've always seen how hard my husband has worked for this family. But the physical toil I've endured and the debt I owe him are things I can never repay in this lifetime. With our daughter, my husband and I have a new motivation. We'll forget the past and embrace a brighter future, without wasting new tears on old sorrows.
I just gave birth not long ago, and my body can't take it anymore, so I need to rest. I won't write much more (^_^). Finally, I wish my husband and I a healthy and happy childhood for our newborn daughter, Xiaoduoduo, and a happy and fulfilling family life. Amitabha...
This blog post is very short, and it's clear that Xiaoying wrote it in a happy mood. Looking at the date, I tried hard to recall with my sluggish brain, wasn't this the date when Duoduo was 100 days old?
It seems Xiaoying has recovered; this is a diary entry she wrote after Duoduo's 100-day celebration. The entry is short, but I'm trying my best to digest it.
Wait a minute, in her diary, Xiaoying keeps saying that her daughter is a new addition to my family and has fulfilled my wish. From her words, it seems that Xiaoying has always believed that Duoduo is my daughter, not her father's. What's going on? Does Xiaoying not know that Duoduo is her father's child at all?
NTR? Adultery? Date rape? These words popped into my confused mind. It's no wonder I was so suspicious; getting Xiaoying pregnant without her knowledge was the only thing I could think of. Was her father doing it on purpose? What exactly happened? The answer might be in that diary entry after the birth. If it didn't hold the answer I wanted, I'd have to wait for them to return and confront them myself. I gritted my teeth and clicked on the only remaining unread entry. The entry slowly opened. Unlike the previous one, this one was incredibly long—perhaps the longest Xiaoying had ever written. I suppressed my negative emotions and began to read it carefully.
"My heart is so troubled. Why is God playing such a joke on me? I've been estranged from my father-in-law for so long, and I thought everything would be over. I never thought I would make this mistake and lose my virginity again. I hate myself, I hate God..." I had just glanced at the beginning of the diary when my heart suddenly tightened. There was hope. I glanced at the date of the diary. The date was more than four years ago. Counting the date of Duoduo's birth and the ten months of pregnancy, it wasn't too far off from the date of the diary. With trembling hands, I scrolled down the diary.
"It all started on my father-in-law's birthday. He was already married, and I spent a long time adjusting after the wedding. Eventually, as time went by, my mindset gradually returned to normal. Seeing him with Aunt Zhang made me feel less conflicted. Time is the best healer. This year was my father-in-law's first birthday after his marriage, but because someone in Aunt Zhang's hometown was having a wedding, she had to go back to give a gift, leaving my father-in-law alone at home. So, my husband, son, and I went to celebrate his birthday together."
Facing my father-in-law again, without Aunt Zhang's presence, we exchanged a glance, then instantly and involuntarily looked away. Although a long time had passed, so much had happened between us; how could we possibly feel nothing at all? My husband and I were cooking, while my father-in-law took Hao Hao for a stroll and played on the small island. It seemed like a very long time since I'd experienced anything like this. Suddenly, I realized that I actually quite cherish this simple, ordinary family life.
At the dinner table, my father-in-law and husband clinked glasses, and seeing their happy expressions, I was also infected by the harmonious atmosphere. I drank a few glasses of red wine and toasted my father-in-law as well. When I toasted him, I read something in his eyes: longing, love. It seemed that with the passage of time, his feelings for me hadn't diminished at all. His gaze made me panic, and I instantly forgot the birthday wishes I had prepared. I stammered and forgot what I said, which made my husband and son laugh at me for a long time. Only my father-in-law understood what had happened; he awkwardly covered his mouth and smiled.
Seeing this, I recalled the scene, and it did indeed happen. Xiaoying was toasting her father, and since it was a toast, they needed to look at each other. When their glasses clinked, Xiaoying's tone and words were initially fluent, but then she lowered her head, started stammering, and eventually forgot what she was saying. Because Xiaoying was sitting opposite me, and her father was looking at her with his profile turned towards me, I didn't see her father's expression; I only saw Xiaoying's panic.
Of course I knew what had happened, but when Xiaoying forgot her lines and Haohao chuckled, I laughed along and tried to cover for them. It had only been a few months since my father's wedding, and the two of them hadn't fully recovered from the memory, so some awkwardness was understandable.
"Gradually, my husband and father-in-law drank too much, and I also drank a few glasses of red wine, as I am not a good drinker to begin with."
My father-in-law seemed to have something on his mind. He drank a lot of alcohol at the dinner table, and my husband and I couldn't persuade him to stop. He eventually passed out. It took a lot of effort for my husband and me to get him to bed. In the end, I went to the kitchen to clean up the dishes, while my husband helped my father-in-law change his clothes in the room.
Although my mind was still clear, my limbs were starting to feel numb. I forced myself to finish cleaning up the kitchen, despite the dizziness. When I returned to the bedroom, my husband and Hao Hao were already asleep. My husband had also drunk a lot, but his tolerance was much higher than my father-in-law's. He was sleeping like a log; I had to nudge him for a long time before he finally mumbled something and made room for me, which I then lay down on.
During this period, although my husband and I have had sex a few times, to be honest, he really can't satisfy me. So, when my sexual desire is not met, I can only use a vibrator to relieve myself. After lying down, I can't fall asleep. People say that alcohol leads to promiscuity, and that's really true; alcohol can stimulate a person's libido. So, after lying down, I felt itchy in my heart and genitals, and at that moment, I really wanted to have sex.
I glanced at my sleeping father-in-law, then, for some reason, I turned my head towards his room. Scenes of our lovemaking began to replay in my mind, and my genitals felt even more itchy. I touched them and found they were very wet. At that moment, I had an urge to sneak up and go to my father-in-law's room, then sit on his large penis. Thinking about this, my whole body felt incredibly hot, just like in the books—burning with desire.
In the end, I could only sigh. My promises, my debts to my husband, his enduring love for me, and the resolve I had once made—all these flashed through my mind. Slowly, these thoughts dispelled the chaotic thoughts in my head. I decided to stop thinking about these things. Regardless of whether my husband could satisfy me, from now on, I would only have my husband; my body and heart would forever belong to him alone.
While I'm in the mood, why don't I make love to my husband? People get bolder after drinking, and Hao Hao is still sleeping in the same bed with us. I have the guts; I absolutely wouldn't dare if I weren't drinking. Looking at my husband sleeping soundly, I decided to drug and rape him. Watching him sleep, I gently covered my mouth and smiled. Actually, I dared to do this because, firstly, I was drunk and bold, and secondly, Hao Hao has always been a very sound sleeper; even in a strong wind or thunder, that brat won't wake up.
Just as I was about to drug and rape my husband, I suddenly felt a bloating in my lower abdomen. No wonder, I'd drunk so much red wine at dinner. I should go out and take care of this first; otherwise, if I got carried away with my desire during sex and couldn't control myself, he'd laugh at me. It was the middle of the night, and I felt a little scared. But the swelling in my bladder made me forget everything else, so I tried to rouse my husband to come with me. But no matter how much I tried, he was fast asleep, like a log, and I couldn't wake him.
Finally, I had to give up; I felt I couldn't hold it in any longer. I gritted my teeth, got out of bed, and ran outside. Time was of the essence; I was only wearing a coat, a bra, and underwear underneath. I left the bedroom, flung open the door, and rushed out. The moment I opened the door, a gust of cold wind blew in. It was eerily dark outside; the grass and trees swayed in the wind. I quickly ran to the nearest patch of grass and began to relieve myself. At the same time, I prepared to run and shout, so that in case of any emergency, I could call for help and escape immediately. But then I thought of my unconscious father-in-law and my husband, who was like a dead pig. If something really happened, who would come to my rescue?
Actually, don't blame me for being timid. Before, when I was drunk, I wasn't this scared at all. But on this island, on my last night with my father-in-law, he ambushed me from behind in the bushes. That terrified me, and it left a lasting shadow on me. Since then, I've been particularly afraid of bushes and forests. Right now, I just want to finish this quickly and get back to my room.
As I read this part of the log, my mind started racing. I remembered that less than three minutes after Xiaoying ran out, there was a knock on my father's bedroom door. It was clearly the sound of his bedroom door opening. Could it be that my father also needed to use the restroom then, and in his dazed state, he went out and saw Xiaoying relieving herself, leading to a drunken one-night stand on a deserted island? I hadn't even finished reading the log. My mind was already starting to wander into fantasies…

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