My wife had a sexual relationship with my nephew who's in the first year of junior high.

Two years ago, I posted here. My wife dotes on her nephew, the only male in three generations of their family, the lifeblood of the family. She spoils him to an unbelievable, even outrageous, degree, basically giving him whatever he wants.
Two years ago, for the sake of his future, his family transferred him to our school in Shanghai. He was only in fifth grade then. I noticed then that he liked to sleep with my wife and touch her private parts. I talked to her about it, but nothing came of it. Later, it escalated to the point where my wife would touch his penis while he was sleeping with her. We argued about this more than once, and I even called my brother-in-law to Shanghai to ask him to send the child back to his hometown. As you can imagine, my wife and I had a huge fight. In the end, the child stayed with us in Shanghai, but my wife wouldn't let him sleep with her anymore. Afterwards, my wife often said I had unhealthy thoughts, and the child also disliked me, ignoring me.
Time flies, and now the child is in seventh grade, still clinging to his aunt, my wife. He was very cold towards me, probably because of the incident where he had his father come out. My wife spoils our child rotten. She bought him an iPhone 6 when he was only in the first year of junior high. When he complained that the old computer at home was slow for games, my wife didn't hesitate to buy him a computer from JD.com for over 8,000 yuan—cash on delivery, I paid! I don't care about any of that; I'm not short of money, I could buy him hundreds of computers. But something unbearable happened.
One night, I found him online with pornographic images. When he saw me at the door, he immediately closed the page, shut the door, and continued browsing. I told my wife about it that night, asking her to keep an eye on him. Damn it, she argued with me again, saying I just couldn't stand her precious nephew. Fine, I stopped talking. It's none of my business; he's not family, so what if he goes astray? I didn't expect it to become my problem in the end.
One Sunday, I was at home watching TV in the living room. The nanny was off work, so my wife was preparing dinner in the kitchen. That kid, as usual, was clinging to my wife; I wasn't surprised anymore. I went to smoke, and realized my lighter was out. Since everyone in the house wears slippers, we walked very quietly, but I could hear them laughing and joking in the kitchen. My wife laughed and said, "If you touch her again, I'll call you 'uncle'!" The kid said, "Uncle touches too, I touch too!" Turning the corner, I saw her nephew rubbing my wife's buttocks with both hands in the kitchen doorway. When they saw me, my wife pulled the nephew to her right side, as if afraid I would do something. The kid pretended nothing was wrong and helped his aunt wash vegetables. After
lighting my cigarette, I watched TV in the living room, but I had no idea what was on. I felt a tightness in my chest. I knew that if I talked to my wife about it, we'd definitely argue again. What did my wife take her nephew for? A baby? Her only son? A little husband? The more I thought about it, the more annoyed I became, so I simply went out to meet some friends for drinks and dinner.
My nephew is so clingy to his aunt; they watch the same stupid talent show together, go shopping together, and even when my wife is showering, he plays on his phone and talks to her outside the bathroom. He's in the first year of junior high; other kids take the bus home by themselves, but my wife drives him to pick him up every day without fail, ignoring her clients at work. One of her subordinates told me, "Picking up her nephew is the boss's top priority."
Damn it, what infuriates me most is that I want a child, but my wife says to wait two more years until he's in high school. Damn it, we'll be in our early thirties by then.
At the end of this year, because my company needed to close accounts, I went to Anhui for a few days to collect debts, expecting to be back in three or four days. But things went surprisingly smoothly, and like an idiot, I even went to Suzhou to buy her favorite Fuliji roast chicken. Then, I was home before 8 pm the next evening.
When I rushed home like an idiot, I encountered the most infuriating thing I've ever seen in my life.
Our bedroom door was closed, and so was my nephew's. But I could hear sounds of a man and woman having sex coming from inside. I froze for a dozen seconds, completely bewildered. I leaned closer to the door to listen; they were moaning and groaning, and I could hear my wife's voice: "Slow down, slow down, it's bad for your health if you go too fast." I grabbed a knife from the kitchen, kicked the door open, and what I saw left me with mixed feelings. My nephew, only in the first year of junior high, was holding my wife's legs up, his penis inside her vagina. I didn't know who to chop the knife at, so I chopped at the wardrobe… My
nephew hid in his room and wouldn't come out. What could I say to a junior high kid? Nothing.
My wife and I didn't argue; I just wanted to know why. My wife said it happened twice. The first time, she found her nephew looking at pornographic pictures and went to stop him. The boy grabbed her, started groping her, and said he wanted to try penetration. She couldn't resist him, so she let him have sex with her in his bedroom for the first time. The second time was tonight. Knowing I wouldn't be home, her nephew insisted she look at pornographic pictures with him. Then they started touching and groping each other in front of the computer, and when they got aroused, they went to our bedroom and started having sex.
After finding out what happened, we still didn't argue. I didn't want to argue. My wife said, "You can't tell her brother about this, you can't tell anyone. What will happen to the child if you do?"
I didn't say anything. I thought about divorce, but I really didn't want to. I love my wife, and she loves me too. That's her only flaw. I didn't know what to do about this nephew. I left home and went to a bar. I got completely drunk. I couldn't tell anyone—not my family, not my friends. I was so frustrated. I drank until I was completely out of it. A bartender I knew helped me to a hotel across the street to rest, but I couldn't sleep. I called the front desk and ordered two prostitutes. After we had our fun, I gave each of them 2,000 yuan. The two prostitutes said they wouldn't spend that much even for an all-nighter. They kept me company and chatted with me. Since I had no connection with them, I told them what happened. The two prostitutes were surprised, but they said they had encountered fourteen or fifteen-year-old boys before. Kids are precocious these days. After I finished speaking, I felt like I had vented a little. That night, I dreamt of two prostitutes, then woke up, then dreamt of them again.
The next morning, I turned on my phone and saw over thirty missed calls, all from my wife. I suddenly felt a surge of warmth, despite what had happened before…
Perhaps letting go is the only way to better face tomorrow. I took a breath of the cold morning air and gave the remaining thousand-odd yuan in my bag to the two chicks. They had taken care of me all night; I vomited twice and cried once, and they stayed with me the whole time.
When I left the hotel, the receptionist offered to return my deposit, but I waved my hand and said, "Don't
worry about it, give it all to the chicks." When I got home, my wife's eyes were swollen. Seeing me, she hugged me and cried, saying she was afraid I might do something rash, that she hadn't slept all night, and had called all my friends. If I hadn't come home today, she would have called the police.
I was exhausted, physically and emotionally. I held my wife, whose eyes were red from crying, and said nothing… My wife said, "Let's have a child." I nodded.
Over the next two months, my nephew seemed to change a bit. He became more affectionate towards me, and I enrolled him in junior taekwondo classes. It worked very well; he came home exhausted every day, but the little guy was much calmer. After a quick bath, he'd fall asleep immediately and start snoring within ten minutes.
Those two months were so harmonious.
Then, for the Lunar New Year, my nephew went back to his hometown. On the first night of the new year, he called to say he wanted to return to Shanghai. I understood; how could a boy accustomed to big city life endure in a remote inland rural area? My wife was overjoyed. On the third day of the new year, he arrived at Shanghai Station, and my wife and I went to pick him up. Seeing him, my wife hugged and kissed him with delight. Although I was a little annoyed, what could I do?
My nephew arrived with a huge suitcase, and when we opened it, it was full of local produce from his hometown—enough to fill the table!
With about ten days left before school started, and the taekwondo class being closed for the Spring Festival, my nephew seemed to have matured at home. He wasn't causing trouble anymore, spending all his time on his phone or computer, and not bothering my wife as much.
On the 25th, with only a few days left before school started, my company was preparing to begin operations, and my wife's company was almost up and running. Neither of us had time to be home; my nephew said he just stayed home playing games and didn't go anywhere. My wife and I both went out. On the 26th, the first workday, I went to Hangzhou to visit a very close client, a son of a high-ranking official, who was also my college roommate. When I got on the highway, I realized I hadn't brought any gifts. I thought that even if I bought something, he wouldn't like it. Suddenly, I remembered all the local specialties I had at home, many of which I'd never even heard of, and
I figured my college roommate would appreciate them. So I turned around and went home at the highway exit. I arrived home at 10 a.m. I opened the door and felt... I don't know what I felt. I stood in front of the half-open door, staring blankly at everything through the crack. The whole world felt gray; it all felt like a dream. On the large bed, my wife knelt, her buttocks raised high, while my nephew knelt behind her, holding her waist, his not-so-thick penis thrusting in and out of her vagina. I stood there, dumbfounded, watching everything unfold. They changed positions; my wife squatted on my nephew's lap, her buttocks swaying… until my nephew sat up, burying his face between my wife's breasts. My wife, like a dutiful wife, wiped my nephew's genitals, only cleaning herself afterward. They wouldn't notice me; it seemed I was superfluous, which was exactly what I was. The two of them lay naked, side by side on the bed, watching TV, their favorite talent show. As they watched, my nephew would occasionally touch my wife's breasts and her vagina, while my wife would touch my nephew's already limp penis. Until my nephew said he was a little cold, my wife said the air conditioner was on full blast, and my nephew asked if the door was closed properly. Only then did they turn around and see me standing there, dumbfounded, behind the door.
I silently walked to the living room, found some local produce, and then left without a word. No matter how my wife called me, I didn't even glance at them. The car sped along the highway, and I drove extremely fast, as if my lost heart lay ahead of me on the highway.
The 26th... Today is March 1st. March, the month of spring's arrival, my spring... will never come. I don't want anything anymore. I didn't go home, didn't go back to the company, and didn't go to my college roommate's house. The highway service area is a good refuge. I curled up on the smelly little bed... I leaned against the sofa in the internet cafe at the service area, covered in cigarette ash, playing CS, a game that no one plays anymore, a game from my college days. I kept telling myself that maybe it was all a dream, and dreams always end. It must be a dream, it must be a dream...
Edited at 8:34 PM on March 2nd at the Beijing-Hangzhou Expressway service area. Thank you for your attention. I want to spend two quiet days alone to think things through. Many friends have suggested divorce, but many things are not for outsiders to know, and I can't say them, even on this forum. Another thing is that marriage isn't just a matter between the two of us. If this gets blown out of proportion, it will affect far too many people, not just my wife and her family. Actually, I don't hate anyone yet. I don't hate my wife, and I don't hate my nephew. I don't even know what state I'm in. I'm just drifting along, playing games mindlessly, eating when I'm tired, sleeping when I'm sleepy, and then waking up to another day. Maybe I'll go back in a few days, maybe... I don't know... This morning when I woke up, I even thought about driving all the way to Tibet. Call it escapism, call it cowardice, it doesn't matter. Humans are truly complex creatures. Since we've evolved reason, why do we still retain our primitive instincts? I rarely drink, but these past few days, I don't even know how much I've drunk. I just know that when I need it, I buy a bottle. Baijiu (Chinese liquor) doesn't taste good at all; it burns my throat and irritates my nose, but it makes you react slowly, and that feeling is really good. Many friends say my wife is entirely to blame, but after much reflection, I realize I also bear some responsibility. I've done many foolish things, which have undoubtedly affected my wife. Many friends are also worried I might do something drastic. Don't worry, I'm not that bad. I just want to take a break for a while. Thank you for your concern.

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