Desire led me to climb into my father-in-law's bed.

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I'm a rather stubborn woman. When I was little, my mother often said that I would definitely suffer a lot because of my personality. At the time, I didn't take it seriously. Later, my relationship with Junfei was strongly opposed by my parents. One reason was that Junfei was from Yichang, Hubei, and I was their only daughter. They didn't want me to marry far away from home. Another reason was that my parents somehow believed that Junfei was too lively and charming to women, and they were afraid that he would take advantage of me and then abandon me.

I really resented my parents' views on Junfei. If Junfei wasn't handsome and charming, would I have fallen in love with him? Isn't that precisely what makes him so lovable? This time, I unleashed my stubbornness to the fullest. I didn't hesitate to break with my parents and elope with Junfei in a modern-day version.

Junfei and I got married and settled down in Yichang. My parents, heartbroken by my actions, refused to attend my wedding. I didn't care too much and wholeheartedly devoted myself to living our little life with Junfei. On our wedding night, Junfei passionately vowed to me that he would treat me well for the rest of his life and would never betray my love.

I had given up my comfortable job and life in Chongqing to be with Junfei. Not long after our marriage, the factory where Junfei worked went bankrupt due to insolvency, and Junfei lost his job. I took out my pre-marital savings of 30,000 yuan and encouraged Junfei to take a chance.

Some men are just born with a knack for making money. Junfei was one of them; with my 30,000 yuan, he initially opened a small supermarket. Not daring to hire too many people, I became the supermarket's hardest-working employee. During the day, I was responsible for purchasing, distributing, and handling cash; at night, I even slept with the boss. Other employees often joked that I should be awarded the "Best Employee Award." Those days were tough and tiring, but we were both focused on running our supermarket well, working together towards a common goal. Life was bittersweet. After two years, seeing other large supermarkets opening, Junfei decisively sold the supermarket and started a restaurant business. Thanks to accurate positioning and Junfei's talent for winning people over, our wealth grew rapidly, reaching several million in just a few years. "When people are

well-fed and clothed, they think of lust," and that saying is absolutely true. With money, Junfei dressed himself in designer brands from head to toe, indulging in lavish lifestyles and returning home less and less. He not only frequented nightclubs... Sister, and he's even taken a young and pretty waitress from his restaurant as a mistress.

Junfei's womanizing has broken my heart. Every time we meet, we end up arguing about it. I gave the waitress some money and kicked her out. When Junfei found out, he was furious and attacked me in the restaurant. That was the first time he hit me; he hit me hard. Two heavy slaps made my vision blur and my mouth bleed. He even kicked me at the end. If someone hadn't reacted quickly and pulled me back, I probably would have fallen down the stairs and been seriously injured, if not killed.

During that time, I was heartbroken. I couldn't understand it. I traveled a long way to marry him when he had nothing, and worked hard to build this family business, only to have him want to kill me for a young and pretty woman.

I cried to my parents about my ordeal, and they advised me to divorce Junfei, but the more I cried... The more I thought about it, the more resentful I felt. Without me, would he be where he is today? He abandoned his wife of many years to pursue pleasure after getting rich. There's no such thing as a free

lunch. I won't divorce him; I can't let Junfei get away with it so easily, let other women get away with it. I want revenge; I want him to know the consequences of betraying me.

I turned a blind eye to Junfei's philandering. Now free, Junfei was like a dog in heat, frolicking everywhere, unwilling to stay home for a moment longer. In the four-bedroom, two-living-room house, only Junfei's father and I remained.

Junfei's mother had passed away several years ago; his father had always lived with us. Junfei's father, a retired middle school teacher, was reasonable, kind, and refined. He was furious about Junfei's behavior, but no one knows a son better than his father. He told me that a person's character cannot be changed; Junfei was the kind of person who forgot his roots once he became successful. A woman wasn't worth waiting for him her whole life. It's best to leave while you're young and seek true happiness. As for the division of property, he will uphold justice for me.

During that time, Junfei's father often talked to me about life and philosophy, about how one should face difficulties, whether to be open-minded or narrow-minded. He was very eloquent, citing numerous examples, which made me admire him involuntarily. Sometimes I couldn't help but think how wonderful it would be if Junfei were as cultured and refined as his father.

Although Junfei's father was nearly 60, his long-term exercise made him look energetic; anyone who didn't know him would think he was only around 50.

Spending so much time with Junfei's father, an absurd thought surfaced in my mind. In the prime of my youth, I felt incredibly lonely living alone, tormented by desire every night. The thought of Junfei's father, so strong, so refined, so considerate, sleeping next door, made me unable to suppress the urge to do something.

But I didn't dare take that step. After all, he was my father-in-law, and I was his daughter-in-law. Doing so would be incest, and besides, how could someone as virtuous as him allow himself to do such a thing with me?

I abandoned this absurd idea. But something that happened next changed my mind. Junfei openly kept a mistress and brought her to every public appearance. I confronted Junfei, asking how he could so blatantly display his mistress to the world and put me in such an awkward position. The result was a beating from Junfei.

I returned home bruised and battered, secretly vowing: you reap what you sow. I

painstakingly began to seduce Junfei's father, deliberately dressing provocatively at home, leaving the bathroom door ajar while showering, and napping on the living room sofa in low-cut clothes. But these actions had no effect on Junfei's father. Seeing me like this, he would often remind me, in an elder's tone, to wear more clothes and be careful not to catch a cold. I told him it was more comfortable to wear this at home, and he went back to his room.

Seeing that these subtle attempts were useless, one night I slipped a sex drug into Junfei's father's milk. Presumably, the drug had taken effect, and I walked naked into his room. Driven by a vengeful urge, I didn't hesitate for a moment. Junfei

's father was tossing and turning, unable to sleep. When my cool, smooth body pressed against his burning body, he jolted, instinctively pulling me closer. But in a second, he pushed me away, telling me to go back to my room. I didn't speak, letting him refuse as he pleased. I simply clung to him like an octopus, my hands resolutely reaching for his lower body. There, under the influence of the drug, he was already aroused.

When I sat on top of him in an extremely proactive position, Junfei's father sighed deeply; he gave up his futile resistance. Once his psychological defenses crumbled, he became frenzied and fierce. That night, we were entangled together, swimming in a sea of passion.

I returned to my room just before dawn. For the next few days, Junfei's father either left early and returned late, or locked himself in his room to avoid seeing me. He was immersed in deep self-reproach and regret.

I knew that, given his character, the hardest thing for him to do with his daughter-in-law was to face his own conscience.

But once the devil's bottle is opened, how can it be closed again? That night's madness was irresistible; my body was completely conquered by him, and beneath him I moaned uncontrollably with uncontrollable pleasure. His madness and hunger also made me realize that, setting aside moral constraints, he, too, needed me in his loneliness.

Every night I stood at his door and knocked softly. Silence remained inside. The second day, the third day… the seventh day, when I knocked again, I found the door ajar. Junfei's father stood behind the door and embraced me. After the passion subsided, he said we couldn't do this anymore; this was the last time. I said, "What relationship do I really have with your Wang family? My marriage with Junfei was bound to end in divorce sooner or later. After the divorce, I'll be a woman with absolutely no connection to your Wang family. Why should you feel guilty for being with a woman like that?"

Two months later, I discovered I was pregnant. Of course, I knew whose child it was. Having been married to Junfei for many years without children, I had longed to be a mother. I was determined to keep the child. To ensure the child's legitimate birth, I tried every means to spend a night with Junfei after discovering the pregnancy.

Junfei's father disagreed with me having the child. He knew perfectly well that the child in my womb was his. He said, "We two have already committed a sin. How can he face his father-in-law and daughter-in-law having a child together?"

But I didn't care anymore. I wanted to be a mother, I wanted to get revenge on the heartless Junfei. Wouldn't my child with his father be the best revenge?

Junfei was overjoyed when he learned I was pregnant, and he became more restrained in his behavior, occasionally coming home to take care of me, fulfilling some of his duties as a husband and father.

As the little life inside me grew day by day, Junfei's father aged at an alarming rate.

He often stared blankly at my increasingly protruding belly, while I, immersed in the joy of becoming a mother, paid no attention to the changes in Junfei's father's mental state.

When I was six months pregnant, Junfei's father had an accident. The driver said he suddenly crossed the road, and although he had braked suddenly at high speed, he still hit him. An eyewitness said that Junfei's father was dazed at the time of the accident, seemingly lost in thought… I wept uncontrollably before Junfei's father's coffin. Only I knew the immense psychological pressure he endured for the sake of my unborn child, the deep self-blame making him feel incredibly guilty towards his son and the unborn child. It was all my fault! If it weren't for my stubbornness, how could he have suffered such a tragedy?

I never imagined that in this game of revenge, Junfei's father would become the first victim with his sudden death.

In the blink of an eye, my son Xiaopeng was already three years old. Junfei still couldn't shake his philandering ways, but his son had become his greatest love. Whenever I saw him come home and shower Xiaopeng with kisses, I would sneer inwardly. This world isn't entirely without fairness, I thought, finding a sliver of balance amidst my extreme despair and loneliness.

In the winter of 2003, Junfei got into trouble, contracting a sexually transmitted disease from some prostitute and spending every day at the hospital's urology department. One day, he stormed home and slapped me hard: "You shameless filthy woman! Tell me, where did you get this bastard child?" It turned out Junfei had learned from the doctor that he was infertile. This was also the reason we hadn't had children after so many years of marriage, though we were busy starting our business and hadn't considered that possibility.

Looking at the furious Junfei, I said, "He's the same as you, surnamed Wang." I picked up Xiaopeng and smiled at Junfei. Junfei was bewildered by my laughter. I said, "Why are you so angry? Even though he's not your child, you should still raise him. Besides, you should call him your little brother." My words struck Junfei like a thunderbolt. He looked at me in disbelief, then turned and stormed out of the house.

Since learning about Xiaopeng's background, Junfei had become even more unruly. Xiaopeng missed his father and always begged me to call Junfei. Seeing the child's pitiful state, I dialed Junfei's number for him. Xiaopeng sweetly called out "Dad," asking why his father didn't come home to play with him. Suddenly, Xiaopeng burst into tears and threw down the phone. I asked him what was wrong, and he cried that his father sounded very fierce on the phone, saying he wasn't his father and that his father had died long ago.

After that, Xiaopeng often asked me the same question, asking why his father didn't like him anymore, and whether Junfei was his father. Looking at the innocent child, I was speechless. Only then did I truly realize the absurdity of my actions. I had insisted on bringing this child into the world, but how could I tell him that his father wasn't Junfei, but the man he called "Grandpa"?

I begged Junfei to continue playing the role of father to Xiaopeng, even offering to give up his inheritance, but Junfei refused. He said, "Why not let the play you directed continue? Wouldn't it be a waste to end it halfway?"

I wanted to escape all of this with Xiaopeng. But could I escape Xiaopeng's questioning? When he finally learns the truth about his origins, how will he face it? I once thought I had won this game, but in the end, I understand that it's a game with no winners, and the biggest loser is the most innocent child.

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