【The Lost Beloved Wife】(Continued) (Extra Chapters 15-18) Author: Unknown

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【The Lost Wife】Extra Chapter:

"Snow! I received the video from Wind and know you're with him, so I don't need to worry anymore. I have no resentment, and
I promised to give you happiness. But I can't give you the happiness you want. I can't bear to see you suffering
between me and Wind. Let's separate for a while, each living our own lives. Let's both calm down and think things through.
I will take good care of Tangtang and myself. Just remember that home will always be your safe haven, a
safe harbor where you can always dock."

After leaving this note, I left Lijiang and returned to the home that once belonged to Snow and me. Every item in the house
was a reflection of Snow. To win back my wife, I had to endure this heart-wrenching pain. A week later, when
I wasn't home, Snow moved all her clothes away, leaving only the diamond ring I had bought for her. I learned from Xiaojie that
Snow had moved into Wind's place. I told Xiaojie, "If Snow is doing well, you don't need to mention it. If Snow has
any problems, please tell me immediately."

In the days that followed, I buried myself in work and visited Tangtang whenever I had free time. I told my parents-in-law that Snow had
an opportunity to study abroad for a period of time. Occasionally, Xiaojie would come to visit, but my heart was at peace, and I
didn't have any particular passion for her. I knew Xiaojie would tell Xue about my situation. One day, I dialed Xue's phone
number , and surprisingly, she answered. There was a moment of silence on the other end. "I'm picking up my daughter from school this week. I wonder if you have time
to come back and see her?" Still silence. I hung up the phone.

"Tangtang, call him Daddy!" I said, holding my and Xue's wedding photo. "This is Mommy, call her Mommy." I was playing
with my daughter when suddenly I heard someone sobbing softly. I saw Xue standing at the door, wiping away tears with a tissue.
She saw my daughter and me looking at her. "I saw the door wasn't closed, so I came in." "Come here, Tangtang, say 'Mommy'."
I brought my toddler daughter to Xue. Xue hugged her daughter, tears streaming down her face. "Tangtang!
I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Mommy is so sorry!" I said to my wife, "Don't scare the child."

That night, my wife settled our daughter in bed and stayed with her. After our daughter fell asleep, she looked up at me.
Looking into those familiar eyes, I felt a pang of sadness. My little woman, who had once belonged to me, couldn't hold back her
tears. I looked at my wife and said, "Hello, Mom? Your father and mother are both well and are thinking of you." My
wife nodded slightly. "Thank you for your help, Dad and Mom! Zhe! I'm sorry! I didn't know he secretly filmed you and sent the video
to you. I didn't mean to hurt you! I'm sorry, I even argued with him about it." "That's all in the past.
As long as you're happy, I've kept my promise to you."

"Xiaojie is a good girl, you..."

I looked into Xue's eyes and slowly said, "My punishment is loneliness. I must
bear the consequences of my mistakes." "Zhe! Don't torture yourself, I'm not worth it! Don't do this, my heart aches so much!!
I'm sorry!" "Xue, you should go back, it's too late! I'll take you downstairs."

After taking Tangtang back to my mother-in-law's, I stayed for a few days to keep the old lady company. When I came back, I received a call from Xiaojie:
"Where did you go? I've been looking for you for days." "Is something wrong?" "I'm not in a good mood. Can I come over for a drink?
I'll bring the food and drinks, just send someone!"

I watched as Xiaojie's flushed face moved closer to me, and she gently brought her lips to my cheek.
"Zhe! I want you!" I looked at Xiaojie and whispered in her ear, "Is this your wish, or Xue's?"
Xiaojie glanced at me, slowly took off her top and unhooked her bra. Her two white, jade-like breasts were covered with pink
nipples. Xiaojie covered her breasts with my hands, twisted her upper body incessantly, and let out
primal moans. My little brother began to swell with blood.

I cupped Xiaojie's face in my hands. "I don't want charity. Tell Xue to come herself." Xiaojie opened her mouth, seemingly
wanting to say something, but held back. She got up, straightened her clothes, walked to the door, and looked back at me. "You
still want her? Do you know how promiscuous she is now?" "Xiaojie, what do you mean by that? Isn't she
good ?" "You know, since returning from Lijiang, Xue has no scruples. She abandoned her husband and daughter, forgot her parents,
shame, morality... She's lost in the passion of the wind. She'll do anything for the wind, whatever the wind demands, she
'll follow the wind's will. You should... forget her! She... can't go back!!"

Watching Xiaojie's retreating figure, tears streamed down my face uncontrollably...

November 2, 2012.

It's been almost a year since Xue left. The days of loneliness and torment are truly unbearable. I deeply understand Xue's
state of mind , enduring physical and psychological torment in those long nights, with no one by her side. If
there had been someone willing to talk to me, I would have clung to them tightly, like a drowning person grabbing a lifebuoy.
I stared at the endless darkness of the ceiling. "Xue! I don't hate you anymore. I... I think it's time to let go."

Xiaojie hadn't come since she left last time, but she would call every now and then. "How are you?"
"Everything's fine. Tangtang has grown a lot of teeth. Xue... how is she?" "Yes!"

I said on the phone, "I... don't hate Xue anymore. I finally understand her loneliness and
emptiness ."

On December 23, 2012

, I got home and took out my key. I found the door unlocked. A sense of fear gripped me. I wondered
what was behind the door. I held my breath and listened outside. I didn't hear anything. I slowly pushed the door open.
There was nothing . I heard people talking and saw Xue and Xiaojie coming out of the kitchen, carrying bowls and plates. Xiaojie
saw me first and stopped, frozen in place. Xue was about to ask, "Xiaojie, what's wrong?" Out of the corner of her eye, she saw me too.
The three of us stood there quietly. My eyes were only on Xue—my wife. She was still so beautiful,
though thinner. That slender beauty made her even more pitiful. Time seemed to stand still. There was a
timid, pitiful look in Xue's eyes, like a child who had done something wrong, constantly flickering. I returned her gaze with a passionate, yearning look.
I was willing to stand there like this forever.

Suddenly, I heard Xiao Jie say, "I...I'm going out to buy some groceries...you guys..." Xue reached out to pull Xiao Jie.
"I'll go with you..."

I grabbed her hand and pulled her into my arms. I sealed her lips with mine, my tongue
exploring her mouth. Xue's hands gripped the back of my head tightly, her delicate tongue responding to my desires.
I couldn't control my physical reactions. I reached out and pulled off Xue's sweater, then slipped my hand
under her skirt. It was already wet to the touch. Xue wasn't idle either; she unzipped my pants and pulled them down to my
ankles. During this process, our lips never parted. I kicked off my pants, pulled Xue's skirt up to my waist, and lifted her
onto my back. Xue wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. I moved back onto the sofa
. Xue shifted slightly, as if wanting my penis to enter her body, but I felt my wife
hesitate beneath me. I stopped her movements. "Xue! Let's just hold each other like this! I want... to look at you properly,
to feel the real you beside me..."

Xue looked at me, her eyes filled with confusion. "Zhe! Do you really still love me? Can you really let go of those memories?"

"Yes! I love you! If... the wind can give you more than I can give, I will choose to let go. Your happiness is
my promise. Isn't that right? I may not be able to let go of those memories, but I understand your loneliness and sorrow. I
no longer hate you!"

My wife looked at me, her hips began to sway slowly back and forth, her brows furrowed, her expression pained as if she were groaning, "Ah!"
"...Hmm...Hmm...Ah...Hmm...Hmm oh!...Oh!...Ah!...Hmm..."

My penis didn't enter her body, it just touched the clitoris at the entrance of her vagina. My wife's hands
gripped my back tightly, twisting and panting. Suddenly, her whole body leaned back, and my penis
squeezed her vagina. The tender flesh inside her tight vagina contracted and spasmed, and the wet, slippery vaginal mucosa
clung tightly to my thick penis. Her body contracted and clenched, and my ejaculation was completely out of control. I had to ejaculate
. I pressed against her cervix, feeling her vagina sucking at my glans. I couldn't help but shoot all the semen I had
accumulated over the past year inside her. My wife hugged my waist tightly, constantly churning and thrashing. I could see that she was trying her best to suppress
herself and not make too much noise, but intermittent sobs still pierced through her throat, accompanied by
her body's continuous convulsions. I don't know how long this went on, but she lay motionless on top of me.

"You... had an orgasm??" Xiaojie's voice came from behind me. I saw my wife's eyes were filled with shyness,
her face flushed , and she nodded slightly.

Xiaojie smiled, "Yeah!... It's still... my husband is useful!!"

I looked at them both with a questioning gaze.

"You two go clean up, dinner's ready!"

The three of us finished our meal in silence. Xiaojie took out two pills and gave them to my wife. I looked up at
Xiaojie , "This... is it?"

"You go into the room with Xue, she's... tired... all day, let her rest early, don't disturb her, okay?"

I reached out and touched my lower body, settled my wife down, and lay down beside her. Her slightly furrowed brows and slightly upturned
lips, her even breathing, she slept so sweetly, like we were back on our honeymoon. I quickly
fell asleep . When I woke up, I looked at my watch and it was a little past four in the morning. My wife was peacefully curled up in my arms. I gently
got up and went to the living room. Xiaojie was curled up on the sofa with her legs drawn up, quietly watching the morning light outside the window. I had
so many questions I wanted to ask, "Um... Xiaojie!!" "Sit down!" Xiaojie patted the empty seat next to her and slowly began
her story—After returning from Lijiang, Xue stayed at my (Xiaojie's) place and cried for two whole days, saying:
"What should I do? Feng sent those videos to Zhe, it must have hurt him a lot. I didn't mean to hurt Zhe. I went to see
Feng just to persuade him to go back to Beijing first, and I would talk to him in detail when I got back. But as soon as I saw Feng, I couldn't control
myself at all, and I slept with
him

. When I got back to the inn and read the note, I knew Zhe had been hurt. He left heartbroken. I betrayed him again. I have no face to see Zhe again." In the past two days, Feng came to see Xue three times and finally persuaded Xue to move in with him temporarily. Feng helped Xue
move her things from your place to Feng's place. After Xue moved in, I didn't see Xue for a whole week. When
I saw Xue again, she had dark circles under her eyes and was in a state of excitement. She excitedly talked about Feng. I think
at that time, she was filled with passion for Feng and had forgotten that she had a family, a husband, a daughter, parents,
relatives and friends, worldly morality and ethics, and most importantly—Feng's wife!

In the following days, Feng gradually calmed down and stayed overnight at my place several times!

I glanced at Xiao Jie.

"I'm a woman, I have needs too!..."

Xiaojie continued, "...As the saying goes, a wife is not as good as a concubine, a concubine is not as good as a stolen affair, and a stolen
affair is not as good as one you can't have. The thrill of the affair is gone now that you've left. They've been together for over two years, and the novelty has worn off.
Feng started staying out late...Xue returned to her lonely days. One day, someone from
the company discovered Feng and Xue's relationship and threatened to tell Feng's wife. Feng then had the person drug and rape
Xue. Xue then discovered she was pregnant and didn't know how to tell Feng. That day, Xue went to see her daughter, and Feng found out...
very... Enraged, Feng beat Xue, and she didn't mention it again. A while later, five more people came from the company, led by the same person
from before They made it clear they wanted to have sex with Xue, so Feng had them rape her. Xue
suffered a miscarriage with massive uterine bleeding and was rushed to the hospital. She survived, but it will be difficult for her to conceive again.
She also developed a psychological fear of violence leading to vaginal autism; she can no longer enjoy sex, her
muscles tense up every time, making penetration impossible. The doctor said it's a psychological problem and she needs
someone she deeply loves and trusts to slowly guide and change her mindset.

"Why didn't you tell me?" "

Xue absolutely refused to let me tell you. She said if I told you, she would end her own life, which made me heartbroken and
scared. After Xue was discharged from the hospital, she moved in with me (Xiao Jie). Feng used Xue's explicit photos to force her to move back to his place. Xue
said, 'I'm promiscuous! I'm cheap!'" Everyone knows this. Ever since I left my husband and moved to your place, women have
sneered , and men have been touching and squeezing me. I brought this on myself, and I accept it. You can publish those photos;
I've already lost all shame, I don't care anymore. But everyone knows I'm with you, and you're the one being cuckolded,
not my husband. If this blows up, your wife will come knocking, and I'm sure you won't have an easy time either. I... I've lost everything, and
I don't care anymore. After that, Feng never came to see Xue again! Xue didn't want to come to you because she
couldn't face you, but because of your words, "I... no longer hate Xue, I finally understand her loneliness and
inner emptiness," you gave her hope. This family (you and your daughter) has always been in Xue's heart, although...
Although she was once lost, I believe she has never forgotten this family, she has just temporarily lost her focus.
The fact that she can experience orgasm again today proves her love and trust in you. Even after taking sleeping pills, she still has nightmares, but
tonight she slept so peacefully, which I believe is also proof. You've been through so much together,
so nothing can separate you!

February 9, 2013

"It's almost Chinese New Year, and those who have returned from overseas should bring back some foreign things for Mom and Dad and Tangtang. Let's go!... Let's go to Wangfujing and see what
we can buy to take back."

"Wait! Let me kiss you first!"

Xue stood on tiptoe, pouting, her eyes slightly closed. Zhe looked and pulled her into his arms... It felt like going back to
when he brought her to Beijing!

"Wife!! Let's go back to our hometown! Let's start over, just like we started in Beijing!"

The diamond ring on his wife's left ring finger sparkled in the sunlight.

Chapter 15 Soul Lost in Lijiang

"Baby, your little mouth is getting better and better. Haven't you ever given your husband a blowjob?"

The wife, with the man's penis in her mouth, shook her head slightly.

"Remember, your little mouth is mine. From now on, you can only suck it for me, understand?"

The wife spat out the wet penis, not answering, only giving the man a coquettish glare.

The man picked up his wife, put her on the bed, took off her panties, and buried his head between her legs. The wife tried to close
her legs , but the man's arm blocked her, so she had no choice but to open them again, letting him do as he pleased.

The wife's legs began to move involuntarily with his movements, while she let out intermittent moans.

The wife's moans gradually grew louder, becoming an uncontrollable chorus. Her legs tensed, and her buttocks began to move
involuntarily .

"Come on up...it itches..."

"Baby, your body is getting more and more sensitive. Your husband can't satisfy you anymore, can he? You've gotten used to
my big cock, only I can bring you pleasure..."

——————

Seeing the man on top of the wife, I couldn't watch anymore. I turned off the video and slumped into a chair.
My chest felt like it was being crushed by a huge rock, and I couldn't breathe. Blood rushed to my head, anger, sorrow, despair…
a jumble of emotions swirling in my mind.

“Those two scoundrels, why did they do this to me…” Tears finally welled up and streamed down my face.

I had imagined their infidelity more than once, but when faced with the reality,
I realized how shallow my imagination had been. Those images were like a knife, piercing deep into my heart, causing
unbearable pain. I never knew anything could cause such agony; the bone-deep pain
and humiliation made me wish I were dead.

I sat there for a while, then suddenly remembered my wife would be back soon; perhaps the wind would carry her home. With that thought, I
jumped up, threw on my coat, grabbed a fruit knife from the table, put it in my pocket, and rushed outside.

Although it wasn't peak tourist season, there were still quite a few tourists on the streets. I stood in the middle of the street, looking around, but couldn't find
my wife. Perhaps it was my bloodshot eyes and ferocious face that were so frightening, but the tourists all avoided me.

I rubbed my face, walked across from the inn, bought a baseball cap from a stall, put it on, and found
a relatively secluded corner to squat down.

About five minutes later, I finally saw my wife. She was still wearing her Naxi clothing, her hair
down her shoulders, looking like she had just washed it. I stood up and carefully observed her surroundings, but couldn't
find Feng. After my wife entered the inn, I headed in the direction she had come from; I believed Feng's place
couldn't be too far. My right hand was in my pocket, gripping the handle of a fruit knife tightly, my blood boiling.

My phone suddenly rang; it was my wife calling. I took a few deep breaths, trying to calm myself
before answering.

"Zhe, where are you?" My wife's voice was calm, as if nothing had happened.

"I woke up this afternoon and couldn't find you, so I went out for a walk. What about you? What did you do?"

"I went shopping and bought some things. When are you coming back? I'm waiting for you to eat."

"Okay, I'll be back soon."

After hanging up, I gave up on continuing my search for Feng. I'm very emotionally unstable right now. My wife
will definitely be suspicious if she sees this, so I need to find a way to calm myself down. I bought a bottle of strong liquor at a small shop and
sat down in a park.

After half a bottle, perhaps the alcohol numbed my senses, and I felt my emotions gradually calming down,
and my mind clearing up. I started thinking about how to deal with this.

I always thought my wife's infidelity was an accident, and that she was coerced by Feng into the affair. I thought she still loved
me and our family, and that as long as I showed tolerance and generosity, I could win back our love and start
our . But after watching this video, I realized I was wrong. My wife has completely
fallen for him, both physically and emotionally. It's not just her body; she's probably fallen in love with Feng. Perhaps her love for Feng has surpassed her
love for me, Tangtang, and our family. I don't know if she can ever turn back.

As for Feng, the only thing I can do is take revenge. I must take revenge. I am a grown man
with my own personality and dignity. After suffering such a humiliating disgrace, if I don't retaliate, I don't know how I can live
in the future . How can I hold my head high and be a decent human being? There are only three ways to get revenge. The first is
to resolve it through legal means. But the law doesn't cover adultery, and even if we went to court, given our relationship
and connections in this area, I wouldn't stand a chance of winning, so this option is out of the question. The second is to tell Feng's wife and
in-laws about it and let them handle it. But according to what Xiaojie told me, his wife probably already knows about Feng's
character and might not care about his affairs at all. Besides, I don't want to expose my wife's shameful deeds.
That leaves only the third option: to take revenge myself.

Feng is taller than me, probably around 1.8 meters, and he probably works out regularly, looking very muscular.
Although I'm not bad-looking, I probably wouldn't be a match for him in a fight. So, I can only find an opportunity to ambush him.

I feel no remorse whatsoever for plotting against Feng. This scoundrel seduced my wife, shamelessly
humiliated her, and when he saw I hadn't given up, he actually sent me a video to provoke me, wanting me to divorce my wife so
he could keep her as his wife forever. He not only wants to ruin her life, but also mine, and ruin Tangtang's life.
My one-year-old daughter will have to grow up in a divorced family. The thought of it tore
at my heart . Just you wait, you vile, shameless bastard! I'll make you suffer for the rest of my life,
I won't rest until you're worse than dead.

I downed the last mouthful of strong liquor, stood up, threw the empty bottle in the trash can, and turned to walk back to the inn.

I checked my watch; it was almost seven o'clock. The sky was beginning to darken, the streetlights were on, and the streets were bustling
with couples celebrating Christmas Eve. My love, however, died on this very day.

——————

Back at the inn, my wife was playing on her phone, probably texting. Seeing me come in, she turned it off and
stood up: "You're back, let's go eat."

I saw the hint of spring in her eyes, a trace of unease in them, her cheeks
flushed slightly. My heart felt like it had been pierced by a needle. You slut, you had a good time this afternoon, didn't you?

My wife walked up to me, smelling the alcohol on me. "You've been drinking?"

"Yeah, I was bored by myself, so I went to a bar and had a couple of drinks." I hid my emotions, my face remaining
calm .

My wife gave me a complicated look, but said nothing more.

"Let's go home tomorrow," I said to her during dinner.

She looked up at me, puzzled. "You can't leave your job for too long," I explained. I wanted to
escape and return to Beijing to carry out my revenge plan.

After dinner, we returned to the guesthouse and asked the landlady to book two tickets back to Beijing for us. The landlady warmly
tried to persuade us to stay, but we had to say we had to go back for work and would stay at her place again next time.

After unpacking and showering, I lay down on the bed. I pulled my wife into my arms, pretending to caress her
body passionately, wanting to see her reaction. She struggled slightly and whispered, "I'm a little tired from shopping today,
can we do it when we get home?" I sighed in disappointment and let her go. I thought viciously to myself, "I hope my genitals aren't swollen from all that sex
."

My wife was probably really tired and soon fell asleep. But I lay there with my eyes wide open, unable to sleep. The
images from that afternoon kept flashing before my eyes, making me feel miserable and deepening my hatred for both of them. I still haven't figured out how to
handle my relationship with my wife. After all, she's the woman I've loved for seven years; we're each other's first love,
and it's not something I can just give up on. I also bear some responsibility for her infidelity. I'm not good with words; I don't know how to
say sweet nothings or create any romantic moments to please her. After all these years, I guess she's probably already
tired of it. Meeting a smooth-talking, gentle, and considerate womanizer like Feng, it was
predictable that she would fall for him. Besides, her first time with Feng was under the influence of alcohol, and she stubbornly resisted
his advances for months afterward, proving that she initially didn't want to cheat. It was only later, when her body was completely conquered by Feng,
that she became addicted to physical pleasure, maintained the relationship with him, and gradually fell in love with him—perhaps not with him
as a person, but with his extraordinary sexual prowess and the thrill of infidelity. Being with me now, she probably only
feels repressed and guilty; I haven't seen her smile in the last few days. Thinking of this, I felt a pang of pity for my wife. She
's beautiful, pure, gentle, and kind—a truly rare woman. If only none of this had happened!

I sighed and fell into a deep sleep.

Chapter 16: Revenge

The day after returning to Beijing, my wife went back to work. I also began planning my revenge. As the saying goes, the hatred
of killing one 's father and stealing one's wife is irreconcilable; I would make him regret it for the rest of his life. With New Year's Day approaching, to avoid any unforeseen complications,
I decided to carry out my plan before the holiday. First, I tricked Xiaojie into revealing the address of Feng's office while chatting with her.
Then, I spent a few hundred yuan to buy a fake ID and began my revenge journey.

My wife had taken nearly ten days of leave, and with a lot of work piling up, she would have to work overtime in the days leading up to New Year's Day. I also
told my wife that I would be looking for a new job and would be quite busy, so to avoid disturbing her rest, I would sleep in
the study . My wife didn't suspect anything.

I used the fake ID to rent a car and then went to a shopping mall to buy a complete outfit, from a hat,
mask , gloves, clothes, pants, shoes to a long coat, mostly black for nighttime convenience. I also
bought a stun gun and a baseball bat. I kept the stun gun close to my body and the bat in the trunk.
After changing my drove to the vicinity of Feng's office, found the residential building, and didn't get out of the car. I drove around the area for
the entire morning, thoroughly observing the surrounding environment. I ate some bread with bottled water in the car at noon,
then parked and, while most people were eating and resting, went into the
residential building.

It was a relatively new building, with a security guard at the entrance and a security camera in the lobby. Feeling
it would be too difficult to investigate from inside, I didn't go in. I walked around the building, mainly checking the
entrance and exit of the underground parking lot. It was a single building with only one exit, and there were no cars parked on the street,
presumably because the parking lot was large enough for all vehicles to be underground. After looking around, I left without stopping.

It had been snowing for the past few days, and the weather was quite cold. My thick hat and large mask didn't seem unusual;
most pedestrians on the street were dressed similarly. I figured my walk around would only take about five minutes and
should and parked in a corner where I could see cars entering and exiting the parking lot,
beginning the long wait.

I didn't know where Feng was, whether he was outside or at home, or when he would return or leave; this was the most basic method
I could resort to. I didn't dare get out of the car, afraid he'd recognize me if I bumped into him. Luckily, the car had air conditioning,
so it wasn't too cold. Around 5 PM, I finally saw the familiar silver sedan return. I stared intently at
the driver's seat to confirm it was Feng. After he got in, I didn't get out and continued waiting inside. It
wasn't until 9 PM, when he still hadn't come out, that I drove home. I found a
parking lot , changed my clothes, put them in my backpack, and put it in the trunk.

I got home close to 10 PM. My wife was on the phone. Seeing me return, she whispered something and quickly hung up
. I smiled coldly to myself and only asked, "A busy day, right?"

"Not bad. How about you? Any results?"

"Met a few companies. I guess I won't get a response until after the holiday. I'm going to take a shower." Before completing my revenge, I
didn't want to say much to my wife; I needed to hide my anger as much as possible.

The next day, after my wife went to work, I hurried out. I went to the same spot as yesterday and continued to wait. Around 11:30
, I saw Feng's car come out, and I followed. Because of some snow on the road, the car wasn't going very fast, so I
followed easily. I saw him go into a restaurant, presumably to treat someone to lunch. I found a spot on the roadside, parked, and
had bread and bottled water for lunch. It wasn't until almost 3 pm that I saw Feng and two middle-aged men come out
together , each driving away. I followed behind Feng, heading towards the office.

My mind raced, imagining various ways to make my move, but none of them were perfect. It seemed
I could only wait for the right opportunity. After Feng's car entered the parking lot, I returned to my spot and continued to wait. The snow fell quite heavily in the afternoon, and
the snow on the road gradually thickened, almost covering the car windows. I was getting a bit cold, so I got
out and cleared the snow off the roof. As it gradually got dark, there were fewer and fewer cars and pedestrians on the road. I
checked my watch; it was almost 6 pm.

I watched the snowflakes fall, covering the earth in white, and thought that with such heavy snow, Feng probably wouldn't be
going out . But suddenly, I saw him emerge from a residential building. I was instantly excited; this was
a golden opportunity! Dark night, heavy snow, few cars and people—perfect for a move. I
took , placed it under the passenger seat, and quickly followed him.

Anger burned within me, my heart pounding, but my mind remained calm. My eyes
scanned the surroundings, searching for a suitable place to strike. I figured he was probably out shopping,
so to be I decided to wait for his return. I chose a relatively secluded alleyway, with
few shops and pedestrians nearby. I parked my car, tucked the baseball bat inside my long coat, and waited quietly in the shadows.

About half an hour later, I finally saw him return carrying a bag. I tried my best to suppress my nervousness
, glancing around. Thankfully, no one was nearby. When he reached me, I suddenly rushed out
and pressed the stun gun against him. After a crackling sound of electricity, he collapsed to
the ground . I put away the stun gun, dragged him a few meters deeper into the alley, then took off his hat and stuffed it into his mouth.
I pulled out a baseball bat and hit his knees several times. With the sound of bones cracking, he woke up in pain.
Just as he tried to struggle, I hit him on the head, knocking him unconscious again. Then I spread his arms and
hit elbows several times, crippling his limbs. After that, I kicked his legs apart and hit him twice in the groin
. I used all my strength in those two blows, releasing all the pent-up anger I had been holding back. The excruciating pain brought him back to consciousness.
I coldly watched him struggle and writhe on the ground, then raised my foot and stomped hard on his face.
With a cracking sound of bones breaking, he passed out again.

I felt weak all over, as if all my strength had been exhausted by those few actions. I didn't dare linger.
I looked around, saw no one, quickly got back into the car, and drove away. I found a secluded
stream and threw the baseball bat and stun gun into it. I returned to a parking lot near my home,
changed , and walked home. Looking at the time, it wasn't even 8 o'clock yet. I took out my phone and called my wife.

"Xue, are you working overtime today?"

"Yes, where are you? Have you eaten?" My wife's voice was gentle and calm, as beautiful as ever.

"It snowed quite heavily this afternoon, so I didn't go out. I just finished cooking and was about to eat. Are you coming home for dinner?" I wanted to
create the illusion that I was home this afternoon.

"I ate a boxed lunch. You eat by yourself. I'll be back early."

"What time do you get off work? I'll come pick you up. It's snowing heavily outside." I remembered
the times we used to go to and from work together, and a wave of tenderness washed over me.

"Ah… no need. I'll take the subway home myself. It's cold outside," my wife said hesitantly.

"Okay then, call me when you're almost home, I'll pick you up at the station. It's not safe outside, there aren't many people around."

"...Okay..." My wife's voice trembled slightly, perhaps touched by my concern.

I found a small restaurant and got some takeout, carried it home, cooked some rice, ate a little, and
put the leftovers in the refrigerator. Around 9 o'clock, my wife called. I grabbed a long down jacket and rushed to
the subway station to pick her up. My wife walked out of the subway station, wearing a long coat and high heels, her figure slender and beautiful. From now on,
this woman belongs to me again, her beauty will be mine alone. Thinking of this, my mood improved
a lot.

I handed the down jacket to my wife and took her bag. "Are you cold? Put this on." My wife put on the coat,
her eyes misty with tears, and I could feel the tenderness and emotion in them. I carried my wife's bag, and she linked her arm with mine,
slowly walking home, leaving two rows of footprints in the snow behind us, growing longer and longer.

As if a huge weight had been lifted from my heart, I was exceptionally vigorous in bed that night, repeatedly bringing my wife to the peak of
pleasure . My wife was also infected by my passion, actively cooperating with me. We kissed and caressed passionately,
using all sorts of positions, our coordination remarkably harmonious, as if we had rediscovered the feeling of our passionate love before marriage. When I
ejaculated inside my wife, the extreme pleasure left my mind blank; I only felt the
intense spasms of her body as we reached the peak of climax together. As the climax subsided and my senses returned, I held my wife
in my arms, kissing and caressing her, whispering, "Xue, I love you!"

"Husband, I love you too!" my wife murmured, responding to my kisses, her eyes hazy and
tender .

Chapter 17: Deciding to Divorce

The next day, after my wife went to work, I hurriedly went out, first returning the car rental company, then
scattering the clothes and shoes I had worn yesterday into the trash cans. After finishing, I saw it was almost noon, and since my wife's company
wasn't far away, I decided to ask her out for lunch.

I took a taxi to her office building. After getting out, I took out my phone, intending to call her, but when I turned around
, I saw her about ten meters away, about to hail a taxi. I could vaguely see her eyes were red, as if she had just been crying.

My heart skipped a beat, a bad feeling creeping in. After thinking for a moment, I dialed her number anyway
. It took a while for her to answer.

"Xue, are you at the office? Have you eaten?"

"Yes, I'm at the office, eating now. Is something wrong?" My wife's voice was a little hoarse and low, and my heart
sank further.

"Nothing, I was thinking of asking you out for dinner, but if you're already eating, then forget it."

"I'm quite busy today, I have to work overtime after dinner, maybe next time."

After hanging up the phone, my heart felt empty, an indescribable sadness. Why did this happen?
What did I do wrong? Why was she treating me like this? Did my generosity and tolerance only earn me deception and humiliation? To confirm my
suspicions , I dialed Xiaojie's number again.

"Xiaojie, are you at the company?"

"Yes, what brings you here?"

"I wanted to treat you to dinner. I'm downstairs at your company, come out."

"Ah... I just ate, maybe next time." Xiaojie's voice betrayed a hint of panic.

"Come out, I'll wait for you." I hung up the phone after saying that.

When Xiaojie came out, her eyes were a little evasive, avoiding my gaze, her face slightly flushed.

I remembered what happened that day and felt extremely embarrassed: "Xiaojie, that day... I'm so sorry."

Xiaojie rolled her eyes at me: "Nothing happened that day, don't mention it again, understand?"

"To show my apology, I'll treat you to a big meal today, you choose the place." I
felt ashamed of my impulsiveness that day, and also relieved by her generosity.

Xiaojie led me to a clean little restaurant. It wasn't crowded, and we chose a seat by the window. After ordering,
I casually asked,

"How's Xue been these past few days?" "Ah... fine, just quite busy before the holiday, always working overtime. Did you talk to her?" Xiaojie looked at me

with a slightly anxious expression. "I called her before, and she said she was having lunch at the company and had to work overtime afterward, so she didn't have time for me." "Oh, so Xue was ignoring you, that's why she asked me to have lunch. Really..." Xiaojie breathed a sigh of relief and gave me a playful, reproachful look . "But... I just got to your company building and saw her get into a taxi and leave." I stared into Xiaojie's eyes . "And she was crying when she got in the car." Xiaojie was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Zhe, you should believe Xue. Maybe she had no choice... " "Xiaojie, I need to know the truth. Please tell me, okay? Please." Xiaojie hesitated for a long time, then sighed and said, "Okay, near the end of the workday this morning, Xue received a call. It sounded like it was from the hospital. They said Feng had an accident last night and was still unconscious. The hospital couldn't find his family, so they could only find Xue through the number on her phone. Xue was terrified and rushed over after taking leave... Zhe, are you alright?" Xiaojie saw me covering my face with my hands and looked at me with concern. I felt my heart sink to the bottom, all my strength drained away. I rubbed my face hard, let out a long breath , and smiled, saying, "It's nothing. What happened to Feng? Was it a car accident?" " I don't know. Zhe, Xue might just be checking up on me as a friend. Don't worry about it too much, okay?" "I understand, don't worry. Don't tell Xue about today, okay? Don't tell her I know about it." "Why?" "I want her to tell me herself." "This..." Xiao Jie looked at me with a troubled expression. "Xiaojie, remember what I told you? I love Xue more than I love myself, and I want her to be happy . So, I hope she can recognize her own heart, what kind of life she truly wants. If being with me doesn't make her happy, then I will let go and let her pursue her own happiness. Do you understand what I mean?" Xiaojie reached out and gently took my hand, her face showing emotion. "I understand, Zhe. You're a good man. I believe Xue will come back to you." —————— Back home, I sat blankly on the sofa, feeling neither anger nor sadness, only deep disappointment. I knew I had lost. Seven years of relationship had been lost to a playboy. Scenes from the past seven years flashed through my mind. The goddess in her snow-white dress, beautiful, pure, proud, and self-respecting, was gone forever. My wife is now completely immersed in the dreamlike passion woven for her by lust, unable to extricate herself. Actually, I should have woken up when I saw that video on the 24th, but deep down I refused to accept this fact, making excuses for her and numbing myself. I'm such a fool ! It's time to make a decision. I know that if I try my best to keep her, she'll probably stay with me, but is that meaningful? Without trust between husband and wife, continuing will only cause greater . A short, sharp pain is better than a long, drawn-out one; let go. Before I knew it, it was dark. I was too lazy to get up and turn on the light, continuing to sit in the dark. Around 9 pm, my wife came home. She turned on the light and was surprised to see me sitting on the sofa. "Why didn't you turn on the light? Have you eaten?" "I'm not hungry. Are you tired from working overtime? What happened to your eyes?" I asked calmly, looking at her slightly red and swollen eyes . "Oh... I accidentally got some sand in my hair. I'll go make you some food." My wife, as always, couldn't lie . Looking at her panicked expression and recalling her strange behavior over the past two years, I should have noticed her abnormality long ago . I'm such a careless man! "Sit down and talk to me." I patted the sofa next to me, and my wife sat down somewhat awkwardly. "Xue, what do you think is the most important thing between husband and wife?" My wife hesitated, her face starting to flush . I continued, "It's trust. Can you tell me what you did today?" "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lie to you, I just didn't want to hurt you." My wife quickly grabbed my hands, her eyes reddening and glistening with tears. I didn't speak, calmly staring into her eyes. "Feng... had an accident last night, he was in the intensive care unit after a day of emergency treatment. The hospital called me, and I thought he didn't have any relatives here, so I went there..." My wife lowered her head, choking back sobs, tears streaming down her face. I reached out to wipe away her tears and slowly said, "Xue, let's get a divorce." Chapter 18 Starting Over "Zhe, I really just went to see him as a friend, please believe me this once, okay? I won't have anything to do with him again..." My wife hurriedly explained, her eyes filled with panic. "I know, actually I don't care about what happened between you and Feng anymore. If you're not happy , you have the right to pursue your own happiness." "It's not like that, what happened between me and Feng was just a mistake. I never wanted to be with him, I just felt especially sorry for you..." My wife slowly calmed down.

"Xue, do you remember the first time we met?" My tone was slow and low, completely immersed in
memories of the past. "Back then, you wore a long white dress, beautiful and pure, like an angel. I
never thought I could be with you. I was so ordinary, only able to secretly like you from the sidelines. When God
placed you by my side, the happiness I felt was indescribable. I secretly vowed then that I
would protect you with my life and love you with my whole life."

Hearing this, my wife's tears flowed again, her hands tightly gripping mine. I gently patted
the back of her hand and continued to pour out my heart.

"I'm clumsy with words, I don't know how to say sweet nothings, and I don't understand romance. I've been away on business trips for years,
making you endure loneliness and solitude. All these years, I've made you suffer." My wife choked back tears and shook her head.

"These past few days, after calming down, I've thought a lot. This whole thing isn't entirely your fault; I bear
a lot . If I had cared for you more, spent more time with you at home, maybe that devil wouldn't
have taken advantage of the situation.

So I decided to forget all this and do everything I could to salvage our love and our family. At first, I
was full of confidence; I didn't believe our seven-year relationship would lose to that wicked, shameless playboy. It was
n't until the afternoon of the 24th that I realized I was wrong." At this point, I looked at my wife's surprised eyes and asked, "Do you
know what I'm talking about?"

"You...you know?" My wife's face flushed red, and she couldn't look me in the eye.

"I didn't want to tell you this; I didn't want to embarrass you. But now I feel it's necessary to tell you,
at least so you can understand his true nature more clearly. He sent me a video." My wife's face turned pale,
she bit her lip tightly, and tears streamed down her face.

"When I saw that video, I was devastated. Those images, those conversations,
were like a knife, shattering my heart into pieces. It made me understand for the first time what it means to be in unbearable pain."
As I said this, my heart ached again, and tears welled up in my eyes.

"Don't say anymore, I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..." My wife collapsed onto me, clinging tightly.

I calmed myself and continued, "I know what he meant by doing this. He wanted to provoke me,
to make me divorce you, so he could keep you as his mistress. I couldn't let you fall into his trap, I couldn't let
him ruin your life like this. I grabbed a knife and rushed out like a madwoman. I was going to fight him to the death."
My wife seemed stunned; her crying stopped, and she looked up at me through teary eyes. I smiled at her.

"I ran around the streets like a madwoman, but I couldn't find him. I only gave up looking for him when you called me
." I sighed. "Actually, when I saw the video, I knew I had
completely lost you. Your body and soul were almost completely captured by him." My wife shook her head, tears streaming down her face, and murmured,
"It's not like that..."

"But I'm not reconciled. He ruined our lives, our
family, and Tangtang's life for his momentary lust. I can't lose to him. I won't
give up . So I decided to change jobs and spend more time with you, to protect our home. But
what happened today has really made me despair. I thought about it all afternoon and finally made up my mind. Let's get a divorce."

My wife sobbed for a long time, then slowly stopped crying and looked at me, saying, "Zhe, now that we've talked it out, I also
want to tell you my thoughts, okay?"

I nodded and said, "Of course, I've wanted to talk to you properly for a long time, but I haven't found a good opportunity. Let's say what's on our minds
this time ."

"Perhaps you don't believe me now, but I still have to tell you, the person I've always loved is you, I
've never loved Feng. I don't deny having feelings for Feng; he's humorous, witty, gentle, and considerate. Chatting with him helps
me forget my emptiness and loneliness, allowing me to fully enjoy the sweetness of being cared for and loved. But I've never
had the thought of cheating. The first time, I don't know why—maybe it was the alcohol, maybe the ambiguous atmosphere
that night , maybe it was my body's needs during my period—I vaguely agreed to Feng's invitation. When I
sobered up the next day, I was terrified. The first thing I thought of was that I was sorry to you, and I hated myself."
How could I have done such a thing? For a time, I lived in constant remorse, pain, and guilt. I dared not
let you know, and I dared not face the wind again. But what happened on my birthday changed me. In the almost frenzied sex
, not only was my body satisfied, but my extremely repressed emotions from that period were also released, and I became
completely addicted. Although I felt even more guilty and regretful after each time, I couldn't help but
be with him again and again. Like an addict seeing drugs, knowing it's harmful, yet unable to resist its temptation.”

My wife glanced at me as she said this. I suppressed my inner pain, nodded, and let her continue.

"After I found out you discovered the truth, I felt a huge weight lifted off my shoulders. I was finally free from
that heavy pressure and pain. The damage I caused you is irreparable, and I don't expect you to
forgive me. I will accept any decision you make unconditionally. When I filed for divorce, it was to
free you from the shame and hurt I caused you, not to be with Feng. I know very well what kind of person Feng is,
and I know he only covets my body. Although he is indeed very skilled in bed, I was tired of his
endless demands on my body, and I decided then and there that I would never see him again."

"Then what happened in Lijiang?" I interrupted my wife.

"He kept calling and texting me those days. I told him my decision and asked him
not to contact me again. Your generosity and understanding filled me with gratitude and guilt. I can't do anything to hurt you again.
He panicked after my repeated rejections. On the 24th, he flew directly to Lijiang and called me to see him.
After I refused, he said he would come to me directly if I didn't go. I was terrified, afraid that there would be a conflict if you met,
so went over while you were taking a nap. I just wanted to make things clear with him and ask him not to bother me anymore. Who knew..."
My wife glanced at me as she said this.

"In the video, I saw your submissiveness and infatuation with him. I
've never seen many of your actions in the seven years we've lived together. Can you say you don't love him at all?" After thinking for a moment, I decided to ask.

My wife's face turned slightly red. "Feng is very skilled at dealing with women. He even knows more about them than women themselves."
She understood their weaknesses and needs. Once his desires were aroused, I felt like I was in a daze,
like in a dream. I would involuntarily do whatever he asked, and after waking up, I
felt even more ashamed. I know I don't love him, but I can't control my physical desires. Do you
understand what I mean? I nodded, and my wife continued.

"His actions only made me feel more guilty towards you and more disgusted with him. Afterwards, I told him very seriously that I
would never see him again and that he shouldn't bother us anymore. If he really caused my family
to break up , well, I would die in front of him. He finally agreed to my request."

I stared at my wife in surprise. I hadn't finished watching the video and couldn't be sure if this part was included: "He really agreed?"

My wife nodded: "Since returning from Lijiang, he's called much less, and I haven't seen him. Today,
I heard he had an accident, and in a panic, I rushed to the hospital. As for lying to you, it was because I was afraid you'd overthink it
. Can you... forgive me?" My wife looked at me cautiously after saying this.

I held my wife in my arms and whispered, "I'm just not sure if we can still be
as before. This incident has left a shadow in both of our hearts. If you remain in
a state of guilt and self-blame for too long, I'm afraid it will eventually turn into resentment towards me. And once the seeds of doubt and distrust take root in
our hearts, they will eventually hurt and torment us. I'm afraid our relationship
will gradually deteriorate until we become enemies. If that happens, how much harm will it cause Tangtang?
I'm really scared."

My wife was silent for a long time, then said softly, "I understand how you feel, and I've considered these things too. But I think
as long as we love each other, as long as we open our hearts and communicate more, and say whatever
we want to say honestly, there's no problem that can't be solved, right? Zhe, I love you, I love Tangtang, I love this family.
I hope you can give me another chance, okay?"

"I love you too. Let's forget about this completely and start over!" We hugged each other tightly
, wishing we could meld each other into one another.

I suddenly remembered a scene from the video and, almost without thinking, asked, "Xue, can you use your mouth to help
me with that in the future?"

My wife's face flushed red, and she gave me a playful glare, whispering, "You're so annoying! Anywhere you
like ..."

——————

Regarding the case of Feng being beaten, my wife and I were both questioned by the police once, but nothing came of it afterward. A month
later, I heard news of him from Xiao Jie. He had comminuted fractures of all four limbs, a broken nose, nearly half of his teeth
knocked out, and

suffered a severe blow to his genitals, completely losing his sexual function. His family took him back to his hometown in Northeast China, and his wife divorced him.
He'll probably be spending the rest of his life in bed.

(The End)

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