【The Lost Beloved Wife】(11)

11. Ting's Story (1)

I was woken up by the urgent ringing of my cell phone the next day.

It was Mr. Qian from the company calling; Mr. Qian was my direct superior, and it was because of his appreciation that I

was quickly promoted to an important position in the project team. As soon as I answered, I heard Mr. Qian's thunderous voice:

"Liu Yizhe, where are you? Why aren't you at work yet? Don't forget there's an important meeting today!"

I then remembered that I had to attend the project progress report meeting on Monday. Mr. Li, the company's big boss, sent

an email , specifically asking me to give a report at this meeting.

I looked at my watch, it was almost 9 o'clock. The meeting was about to start in an hour. I hurriedly got up,

looked at my wife's bedroom, the door was still closed, I didn't know if she had already gone to work or was still sleeping in the bedroom,

I didn't want to pay attention to her, so I tidied up in a mess and went straight to the company.

Fortunately, I arrived at the meeting venue 5 minutes before the meeting. But as you can imagine, my incoherent speech and confused thinking during the report

made Mr. Li and several other leaders extremely dissatisfied.

After the meeting, Mr. Qian called me into his office. I knew his intentions, so I

cut to the chase : "Mr. Qian, I want to resign."

Mr. Qian clearly hadn't expected me to start like that. He had assumed the morning meeting had made me

consider leaving, and his previously serious expression turned somewhat surprised and puzzled.

"It was just a report, wasn't it? Why bring up resignation so easily? I know you've been too busy and

stressed If you didn't do well today, you could have reported to a few other leaders individually."

I sincerely reiterated my intention to resign. Mr. Qian observed my expression, and seeing my resolute attitude,

he began to ask why.

Even though Mr. Qian had always treated me well and considered me a trusted lieutenant, I didn't want to tell him about my wife's infidelity.

Why should I bring up my private affairs? I didn't want to make a scene.

Staring at my bandaged left hand, Mr. Qian sighed and said, "Xiao Liu, think it over carefully.

The company has been focusing on developing you. I don't know what's happened to you lately. If it's work-

related, don't take it to heart; everyone encounters problems at work. If it's a family matter, then if

you can trust me, you can talk to me like an older brother, and maybe I can give you some advice. How about this,

I'll give you a week off. Go home and spend some time with your wife and children. You can

come ."

I thanked Mr. Qian and returned to my desk. As I was tidying up my things, I found

a text message from my wife on my phone: Zhe, let's get a divorce.

The message had been sent half an hour ago. I hurriedly replied: Why?

A long while passed, which felt like an eternity, before my wife's text message arrived: —Do

I still need to explain why? I know you've already read my blog.

—I have. But don't you think it's

irresponsible ?

"I can't face you anymore; this incident has cast a shadow over our marriage, and continuing

will only cause us more pain. A short, sharp pain is better than a long, drawn-out one. Can you be realistic? I'll find a chance

to explain to my parents; but I really can't face your parents and tell them

the truth .

" "Is it really beyond repair?

" "Divorce is the best choice for us. Forgive me."

I didn't know how to respond to my wife's words. To be honest, even after all this, I hadn't considered divorce

. After much hesitation, I sent her a text message: "Let's talk about it when I get back."

I rushed out of the office; although it was morning, the sky outside had already darkened, and fluffy snowflakes

drifted and swirled in the air between the various lights and the faint daylight, like white angels who had lost

their feathers, wobbling and falling to earth. The first snow of winter in Beijing in 2011 had arrived

unexpectedly .

I stumbled along the road. Having just quit my job and about to lose my wife, I felt like

a defeated general, fallen to the bottom of a valley, facing a precipice, utterly despondent.

Yang Fan found me in a Japanese izakaya. By the time he arrived, I had already

been drinking there for three whole hours. He was naturally very surprised that I had been texting him incessantly on a Monday afternoon, asking

him to come over for drinks; and when he called and heard me slurring my words, he hung up without a word

and drove over.

"Zhe, what's wrong with you today? What happened?"

I silently poured him a drink; seeing my best friend in this state,

tears suddenly welled up in my eyes, and my voice began to choke.

I began to tell him; I suddenly realized that even though I already knew so much of the truth,

revisiting it was like tearing open a still-bleeding wound, causing excruciating pain. Yang Fan

remained silent throughout, his face ashen.

"What do you want to do?" he finally asked.

"Maybe Xue is right, divorce is our best option right now..." I murmured to myself.

Yang Fan didn't reply; he began to talk about his past with his wife.

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Yang Fan and Su Ting met through a blind date arranged by a mutual acquaintance. Ting worked as a customer service representative at a certain business hall. Perhaps

because of her profession, she was well-behaved, sensible, and understanding. While not stunningly beautiful, she was

the kind of woman who was pleasing to the eye at first glance and grew more attractive the longer you looked at her. Her long, arched eyebrows, full, round cheeks, shy

yet charming eyes, and hesitant expression added to her refined and gentle气质 (qi zhi - inherent quality/temperament). Her full breasts and

well-proportioned, healthy figure, even in the serious and conservative uniform of her workplace, couldn't hide the youthful

vitality .

Yang Fan fell in love with Ting almost instantly. Love quickly blossomed in the hearts of the two young people, and not long after their blind date,

they officially confirmed their relationship. They then quickly got married. More than six months after their marriage, their sweet

world as a couple was blessed with the arrival of their son, Guagua.

No one could have imagined that their happy family life would

be shattered a year and a half after their son was born.

Ting met an older man at work; more accurately, the older man deliberately got to know

her. He then launched a relentless pursuit of Ting, his advances becoming known throughout the entire branch,

except for Yang Fan, who remained completely unaware.

Few women can resist the onslaught of flowers, especially the daily, persistent delivery. Ting was eventually

moved; and the older man's exceptional social skills allowed him to thrive in the branch, mingling with everyone from

the managers to the ordinary employees—all knew him and had received

small favors . Everyone understood the older man's intentions, and what was even more disturbing was that even though everyone knew Ting

was married with a child, they all seemed to rejoice in his success, even harboring some secret hopes.

Ting, initially repulsed and shy, gradually accepted the older man's pursuit; flowers and sweet words

slowly won her heart. It's unclear when it started, but she no longer avoided the older man, and her colleagues, upon

seeing him enter, would discreetly avoid him, leaving them some private space.

How old was the older man? Ting was 27 at the time, and the older man was a full 20 years her senior; he wasn't exactly

wealthy either. If owning two apartments in Beijing made someone rich, then wealthy people were

everywhere .

The course of Ting and the older man's relationship was actually anticipated by everyone in the service hall. Those involved are often blinded, while bystanders

see clearly; perhaps Ting herself didn't realize it, but everyone saw

the tenderness in her eyes when the older man entered; and while everyone pretended to be engrossed in their work, they heard

the slight tremor in her voice, tinged with a hint of coquettishness, as she deliberately spoke loudly.

Ting was completely smitten by the older man's pursuit in less than a month. That night, Ting unusually asked her husband

for the day off , simply because the older man told her it was his birthday and he wanted to invite her and a few friends over

to show off his culinary skills; of course, to avoid suspicion, several other people besides Ting were also

invited .

However, after Ting was picked up by the older man, she waited and waited, but the other people never showed up.

Of course, they wouldn't come, as they had all wisely made various excuses to avoid her.

Dinner eventually turned into a romantic candlelight dinner for the older man and Ting; the food was delicious, but no amount of

delicious food could compare to the rosy-cheeked beauty before her. In the flickering candlelight and the slightly intoxicating aroma of wine, Ting, half-drunk

and half-awake, on the table covered with a pristine white tablecloth, her body became the older man's favorite dish of the night.

The older man, though old, still possessed male potency that rivaled that of a young man. That night, the older man's thick, long

penis penetrated Ting's body, the hot glans pressing against a place no other man had ever reached. This sensation almost

instantly sent Ting trembling to orgasm. The old man fired three shots into Ting's body, and Ting was brought to

multiple . Even the next day when she went to work, she could still feel swelling and pain in her genitals, a burning sensation as if it had been torn apart.

Her colleagues at the service center seemed to already know what had happened the night before. They exchanged knowing glances

, understanding each other perfectly. When the old man walked in again, some even patted him on the shoulder

and shook his hand warmly.

From that day on, Ting and the old man began an informal cohabitation—not at night, of course, because Ting returned home from work almost every day on time. The old man cleaned up

the apartment a few minutes' walk from the service center and decorated it as their new home; it truly was a new home, because he pasted large red "囍" (double happiness) characters on all the windows and wardrobes. He even asked Ting to take him to a photo studio to have a wedding photo taken, which he then enlarged and hung above the bed. In the photo, Ting, wearing a wedding dress, leaned against the energetic old man, looking like his beloved wife. 　　On the very day the new house was decorated, Ting was "married" into the bridal chamber by the older man at noon. When the older man, dressed in a suit and carrying a bouquet of flowers, appeared at the business hall, no one could deny that this was the groom welcoming the bride . Everyone watched Ting, some with ulterior motives, some with deep smiles, and some with schadenfreude, as she got into the wedding car the older man had specially brought. The front of the car was decorated with a heart shape with 99 roses; everyone knew it was a wedding car. But this wedding car stood out so much in the flowing traffic, all alone. 　　There were no wedding night pranks, no blessings from relatives and friends. In the new house, Ting passively accepted everything, like a puppet on a string, manipulated by the older man, everything seemed like a dream. The older man took off the wedding ring Yang Fan had given Ting and put on a ring he had bought. He also told Ting that as long as she was with him, she must wear his ring. At the older man's repeated insistence, Ting finally called him "husband" hesitantly. But as soon as she said it, her face flushed with shame, and she collapsed limply into his arms, letting him carry her to their wedding bed. 　　On the wedding bed, covered with bright red festive sheets and draped with white curtains, Ting experienced an unprecedented climax and cried out in ecstasy, completing her first consummation with the older man in their "new marriage." As Ting lay on top of the older man, her vulva filled to the brim by his large penis, and her mouth filled with his tongue , she suddenly burst into tears. But no one knew whether those tears were of happiness and joy, or regret and guilt. 　　That afternoon, in a house that anyone entering would have mistaken for a wedding room, a married woman and mother gave her body, which should have belonged to her legal husband, to a man other than her husband. 　　All afternoon, the older man relentlessly fucked her. Ting didn't know how many orgasms she had experienced; in the end, she collapsed onto the bed, utterly powerless, letting the man's semen smear all over her body. ********************************************************** 　　Yang Fan remained completely unaware. He didn't know that his beautiful wife had already completed another wedding without blessings or applause. Though illegal, at least in ceremony and in spirit, she had willingly become another man's possession; every noon, in that new home, Ting was like a pampered princess, eating the food the older man prepared in advance...

A good lunch; then, in the bedroom with the curtains drawn, his virtuous wife, either with her buttocks high in the air or her legs

wide open, her face flushed, was being plowed and developed by the old man in various positions, her moans filled with

a coquettish charm and trembling.

Ting gradually got used to this life with the old man; every day at noon after work, she would walk to her new home

to be irrigated by the old man's semen. Occasionally, she would bring her best friend and invite her to lunch. The old man

would use all his skills to cook a delicious meal for his girlfriends to enjoy. Eventually, the old man

even stopped deliberately avoiding his girlfriends; while his girlfriends were enjoying their meal in the restaurant, the old man would pull Ting

into the bedroom next door and strip her naked like a hungry wolf; Ting's barely suppressed cries, as his erect penis plunged in,

would reach the ears of his girlfriends next door through the half-open door.

One day at noon, Yang Fan passed by his wife's business office and went in to see her. Ting was bent over, being

rapidly and frantically penetrated from behind by an older man. Having received a call from her friend, Ting

rushed back to the business office, ignoring the fluids inside her. Yang Fan didn't understand why his wife had returned from outside, but he was even more shocked to find her

body filled with another man's semen.

He also couldn't understand why his wife increasingly enjoyed shopping on weekends, spending

longer and longer periods, leaving at 8 am and not returning home until 4 or 5 pm, even neglecting her beloved

son. What Yang Fan didn't realize was that every weekend his wife used shopping as an excuse, she spent in a two-bedroom apartment in

an old, run-down neighborhood. There, she tried on various clothes, but these clothes only

aroused the man's desire; the older man had inexhaustible energy and boundless desire for her.

Ting began to wonder if she had one husband or two; because the older man started to control her, even

forbidding her from sleeping with her legal husband at night. Ting then used the excuse of needing to take care of the child to send Yang Fan into the study;

every night at 11 pm, she needed to be video-chatted by the older man to check if she was alone in the house.

Yang Fan found it increasingly difficult to achieve satisfactory sex with his wife; each time, Ting would make

excuses about feeling unwell or not wanting to, and if she couldn't refuse, she would only allow him to finish quickly before 10 pm; however, even so,

the dryness of her vagina and the lack of movement beneath her made Yang Fan feel utterly bored, as if it

were a silent rape. Soon, Ting discovered she was pregnant; it was highly likely the older man's child, because

only , and several times

he had ejaculated directly into her clitoris during her intense orgasms, the semen scalding her and causing her whole body to convulse; although Yang Fan had also had sex a few times, even

those few times were at Ting's request, and he had used a condom.

Despite the older man's pleas, Ting remained clear-headed at the crucial moment; she knew that the child

could not be kept. Going to the hospital for an abortion was a very painful experience. The doctor clearly mistook the older man for Ting's husband,

and she harbored resentment towards him for his careless treatment of his wife. However, if she knew that

the woman pregnant with the man's child was actually someone else's wife, she would probably die of a stroke.

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