[Give Your Wife a Chance to Fall in Love] (20) Author: Wu Huacanzhao

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Chapter Twenty:

Kang Yong said he wanted to see me one last time. I knew what this last time meant.
For me, having had a physical relationship with him with my husband's consent, agreeing to Kang Yong's request to give him some emotional compensation was only right
, especially since I had suddenly put the brakes on our relationship and still felt guilty towards him.

But for my husband, this request might not be so reasonable. If my husband didn't agree to me going, I wouldn't have
gone secretly.

After much consideration, I finally mustered the courage to mention it to my husband as a test. Unexpectedly, he
agreed. I felt relieved, realizing that my husband was very understanding and a very generous person. My

husband said he was going on a business trip the next day and asked me to cook a nice meal for Kang Yong so we could part amicably. This touched me
deeply , making me feel that my husband was truly good to me. After my husband left, I called Kang Yong and told him that I
wanted to see him one last time. Kang Yong was delighted and invited me to his home. We didn't want
to argue about the location, so I let Kang Yong decide. However, I couldn't leave work in the morning, so the meeting was postponed to the afternoon.

Entering Kang Yong's house, I was surprised to find it very clean. Seeing
a large red "囍" (double happiness) character on the bedroom wall made me feel like I'd entered the wrong house. Kang Yong pulled me to sit on the sofa. He knew
today was our last date, and
he wanted to fulfill his lifelong wish in this one day: to marry me, even if it was just for this one day. His burning, passionate gaze
rekindled my fervent love for him. Well, not exactly rekindled; my love for him hadn't fallen asleep, because
I thought of him every night: his kisses, our lovemaking, his loving gaze,
everything about us. I threw myself into his arms and agreed to be his wife for one day.

However, he then suggested recording it on camera, which terrified me of the potential consequences. Kang Yong repeatedly
assured that no one else would see the video except the two of us. Seeing my hesitation, Kang Yong
used the guise of emotion, saying that in the days to come without me, this video would be my embodiment, and his love
would . He moved me to tears; how could I refuse
?

He held me in his arms and said, "Will you be my wife?"

I nestled in his arms and said, "I will be your wife."

He asked with ill intent, "Do you know what a wife should do for her husband?"

I answered shyly, "I'm willing to do everything a wife should do for her husband."

"Then call me husband first."

"Husband."

Kang Yong even rented a wedding dress from a bridal shop, intending to dress me up like a bride. However,
I only appeared briefly in front of the camera before Kang Yong ripped it off. In his planned wedding, I appeared
naked on camera, only wearing a wedding veil on my head.

After that, we were always naked. Even when I was cooking in the kitchen, Kang Yong insisted that I be naked.

Kang Yong and I had a wedding ceremony just for the two of us. During the ceremony, Kang Yong insisted on giving me a ring, which
I refused. Kang Yong said that if I didn't accept it, it meant I didn't want to be his wife, so I had no choice but to accept this
special token. I also took off the ring and necklace my husband had given me; I didn't
want Kang Yong to feel any trace of my husband on this special day. Kang Yong noticed my subtle thoughts and said he wanted to give me another
necklace , which I politely declined.

Our day of marital relations lasted less than 24 hours. I was supposed to leave that night, but Kang Yong
kept urging me to stay, wanting to spend the night with him to enjoy our marital bliss. To give him a complete experience, I
stayed overnight at his house. We made love many times; except for two times in the middle of the night when it wasn't filmed,
all the others were recorded. I counted, and in the time we were together, we made love seven times,
and he ejaculated six times—once in my anus, once in my mouth, and four times in my
vagina . He was acting like it was the end of the world, rushing to do what a husband should do and enjoy, so I
didn't stop him. Even when I was exhausted and wanted to sleep, I smiled and forced myself to be energetic, catering to his desires.

When I left, Kang Yong was unsteady on his feet and very weak.

Back home, I was a little worried my husband would be angry that I'd stayed out overnight, but to my surprise, he generously
let me get away with it.

After that, I cut off all contact with Kang Yong and returned to a normal life with my husband.

A few days later, I received a package containing a box with a necklace and a USB drive. Kang
Yong left a note inside, telling me how to view hidden files on a computer and that
the password was his birthday, and that I should memorize it and destroy it afterward. I knew he was afraid my husband would see
the contents of the USB drive.

I kept the diamond ring and necklace he gave me in my jewelry box.
I kept the USB drive in a drawer because I wanted to check it often; I thought it was safe enough that no one would suspect it contained videos,
and even if they did, there was no password to open it.

My husband was writing his script again. He usually writes at night, and he doesn't go into the bedroom until after midnight—it's
practically a habit. I never disturbed him. Every night I watched TV, checked my QQ
messages, and then went to bed. The day I received the USB drive, I hid in the bedroom and watched the videos.
It was the first time I'd ever seen a video of myself having sex with a man. I screamed so wildly and shamelessly, and I was so ugly and pathetic while being fucked
, completely lacking my usual modesty and dignity. It made me blush and feel incredibly ashamed. Of course,
when I saw Kang Yong's penis going in and out of my vagina, I was very aroused, as if my vagina was filled with
Kang Yong's penis, and I felt wet. I also couldn't help but masturbate, and when I was about to climax, I would softly
whisper "Kang Yong, fuck me." Seeing Kang Yong's reluctant expression, I would even tear up.

I don't know how my husband got hold of this video. That day, I came home from work and heard
the sounds of a woman having sex coming from my husband's study. I was very surprised at first, thinking that my husband was with another woman in the study
, but then I realized that didn't seem right. The sound was coming from speakers. Was my husband watching porn?
I quietly pushed open the door, intending to scare my husband, but I was the one who jumped in fright! The
screams were my own; Kang Yong was fucking me from behind, our shameful act
playing on my husband's computer.

I screamed in terror, dropping my bag. How did my husband get this video?

He glanced at me, then acted as if I didn't exist, turning back to watch our embarrassing moment. In that
instant, I was completely stunned, almost unable to think straight. When my senses returned, all I knew was
unbearable shame, like being stripped naked and displayed in public. I felt like dying.

Thankfully, my husband ignored me. Too ashamed to face him, I picked up my bag and ran. I ran to
the bedroom, repeatedly asking myself, "My husband saw everything, he knows everything! What do I do? What do I do?" At that moment, I felt like
a wife caught cheating by her husband.

The scene of me making love with Kang Yong, my submissive and pleasurable manner—my husband definitely couldn't stand it;
the things I said to Kang Yong that were even more offensive than what my husband said—would definitely hurt him, and even our marriage. I only knew I 'd
really stirred up a hornet's nest. I started blaming Kang Yong again for insisting on filming; this was going to ruin me!

My husband was definitely angry; I could tell from his cold expression. Since things had come to this, I could only
grit my teeth and bear it, taking it one step at a time. I went to cook dinner to avoid further upsetting him.

When I finished cooking and asked him to come out to eat, he did. He sat at the table
, still expressionless. I served him rice and carefully ate with him.

"Honey…how…did you have that video?" I asked cautiously.

My husband replied, "I found it on your USB drive."

"Are you…very angry?" I looked carefully into his eyes, hoping
to see a semblance of calm in them.

My husband didn't answer or look at me. He picked up his bowl, ate the last grain of rice, wiped
his mouth with a tissue, and went back to his study. I silently cleaned up the dishes and sat in the bedroom , lost in

thought. I didn't know what to do to get my husband to let this go and for us to live together like before, without any worries. For several days, my husband didn't speak to me. These days filled me with fear and unease. I had originally wanted to wait for him to get angry at me so I could understand his attitude towards this matter, but his current indifference, yet not indifference, was tormenting me. I felt I had to talk to my husband, otherwise , I would break down first. "Honey, can we talk?" I said to my husband as he was about to go into his study after dinner. He agreed that we needed to talk. My husband and I sat down on the sofa. I held his hand and said, "I know you're feeling terrible and angry with me, but since you can accept me having sex with him, I hope you won't treat what you saw on the USB drive as a huge deal. It's just that sex was more visually appealing. I promise that what happened between Kang Yong and me is completely over. I haven't had any contact with him since then. I've moved on from him. Now I just want to go back to how things were before, like I never saw him. Honey, promise me you won't hold it against me, okay?" My husband remained silent for a long time. I didn't dare say anything more and could only patiently wait for his reaction. He still didn't speak. He finished his cigarette, took out another, and lit it with the butt. "Didn't you say you wanted to talk about it?" I said, a little impatient. My husband finally spoke. He asked, "Does Kang Yong love you?" I was stunned for a moment, and many answers rushed through my mind... "Yes, he loves me." I chose the most truthful answer. "Do you love him?"...Honey, are you trying to trick me? How should I answer without hurting you again ? "I do...love him, but it's different from my love for you. My love for you is a lifelong love, it's..." My husband interrupted my eager confession, murmuring, "I can see you're happy and joyful with him. Go find him, you can go now." He stood up from the sofa, leaving me behind, and went to his study. What does my husband mean? Does letting me go find him mean he allows me to continue with him? Or...does my husband no longer want me? I entered my husband's study and saw him smoking incessantly. I knew he had been spending these past few days with cigarettes; he hadn't had a moment of peace. I knelt beside my husband, grabbed his hand again, and asked, "Honey, you're not going to leave me, are you?" He grabbed my hand too, and for a moment I felt a glimmer of hope. I even thought he'd say something like, "Silly wife..." like before. But instead, he said, "Let's get a divorce. You shouldn't be tied down by a useless old man like me. Go pursue your happiness for the rest of your life." He spoke softly and calmly, but it felt like a heavy stone had been thrown into my heart, pressing down on it . Only then did I realize that this was far more serious than I had imagined! "No, honey, this isn't worth a divorce, is it? I've said it before, it's just a dream. When I wake up, nothing has changed. I still love you, I still love this family, and I still love our son. If this hurt you, you're partly to blame. If you hadn't been constantly encouraging me to date, this would never have happened. Honey, please forgive me, okay? It's all my fault, I was wrong. If you 're angry, just give me a good beating, okay? Honey, please don't mention divorce to me." I shook my husband's hand, almost begging him. My husband showed no pity for my pleas. He stood up and said softly, "Let's get a divorce." His steps seemed a little frail, unsteady. He walked out of the house. The door slammed shut. I sat on the floor, pulling at my hair, feeling dizzy. It seemed impossible to communicate with him. I'd better write it down in a letter. I got up and typed this letter into my husband's computer: My dearest husband: I know that video hurt you, and seeing you so hurt really pains . But how can you forgive me? You agreed to let me meet him, and it was wrong of me to let him stay overnight, but didn't you say it was okay? Why did you react so strongly to the video? Isn't the essence the same?

Our marriage is like rice; we can eat it our whole lives and never get tired of it. Occasionally, you might invite me out for
shark fin abalone, and the deliciousness might even seem better than rice. I might exclaim in amazement and praise
it, but what's the big deal? After that, I still have to go home and eat our rice. Eating abalone and shark fin all the time gets boring, and besides, we can't afford it
. Even wealthy people don't eat that all the time; they still need rice, which they never tire of.
The thing was just about eating shark fin and abalone. It doesn't diminish my
feelings for you. I still have a lifelong attachment to rice. My husband, will you understand?

The feast is over, and I won't think about going back. I know it's not something I can afford.
Please let me come back to you and eat your rice, okay?

Your loving Lanxue, your forever wife

. Also, I've deleted the videos from your computer; I don't want them to upset you anymore. I'll delete the videos from my USB drive
immediately too. Let's forget about them!

I'm sure my husband saw the letter because he saved it and put it on his computer
desktop . But he still didn't react, acting as if he hadn't seen it at all.

Ever since I found out my husband was thinking about divorce, I've been even nicer to him, trying my best to please him, wanting him
to know that my feelings for him haven't diminished in the slightest. These past few days, I've been cooking his favorite dishes for him every day, and at night I sleep
naked, resting my head on his shoulder, curling up in his arms like a pitiful little woman who's suffered all sorts of grievances. I
even stripped naked and helped him shower while he was showering, but it didn't seem to change his mind.

This day, while my husband was showering, I slipped in again. This time I didn't take off my clothes; I knelt down in
front of him and took his penis into my mouth. The hot water soaked my hair and clothes, and the wet clothes were
semi-transparent revealing my breasts and skin. My husband was surprised for a moment, then accepted my oral sex.
As I diligently sucked and swallowed my husband's penis, I watched his expression. It seemed my wet, hazy
clothes were attracting his attention; he kept staring at my breasts, and I felt a surge of pride. My husband's penis
swelled in my mouth. Actually, it wasn't that he couldn't get an erection; I could make him hard through oral sex, and I could even
penetrate him vaginally, but it was never hard enough, and it would soften after a few thrusts.

After my husband became erect, I sucked and swallowed even more vigorously. Licking, sucking, wrapping, and thrusting, I pleased my husband until he moaned
. I had learned these oral sex techniques on my own while performing oral sex with Kang Yong. The more pleasure he enjoyed it, the more willing I was to try
ways to make him even more pleasure. As a result, my oral skills became increasingly refined, and Kang Yong kept praising me
for getting better and better.

Under the stimulation of my skillful oral sex, my husband became more and more excited. Finally, he even lifted my head and
thrust his penis deep inside me, ejaculating all his semen into my mouth. At that moment, I was incredibly excited; my husband had finally accepted me
!

In front of my husband, I swallowed all the semen that had been ejaculated into my mouth. I told him it was the first
time 'd ever tasted a man's semen.

"First time," my husband murmured. I was completely out of my mind. To please him, I actually said,
"First time. I haven't even given it to Kang Yong."

As soon as I said it, I knew I'd messed up. This only provoked him more.

"You shouldn't have given it to me the first time..." my husband said weakly. I washed his penis, saying, "You're
my husband. Who else would I give it to?" My husband made me remove my hand from his penis. "You've
said that to other people too." He took a towel and started drying himself. After he finished, he left, leaving me dumbfounded.

I was really stunned. I had to bring up the very thing I shouldn't have said. Everything I said today was wrong, and everything
connected to Kang Yong? I'm going crazy, I'm going crazy.

I knelt before my husband, my clothes dripping wet. Thinking of the humiliation I was suffering,
I couldn't help but cry:

"Husband, I'm going crazy! Because of the terrible things you've done to me, I've given up my self-respect, becoming less than a prostitute in your
eyes . What more do you want to make you happy? Do I deserve this punishment?
Husband, tell me!"

Seeing my wet clothes and hair, my husband, without a word, dragged me to the bathroom and ripped off
my clothes. He turned on the hot water for me, saying, "After you're done showering, I have something to tell you."

After the shower, I didn't put on any clothes, just naked. My husband was waiting for me on the sofa in the living room, and I sat down
beside him.

My husband's eyes lingered on my soft, white breasts for a moment before he said, "I've been
thinking about this for the past few days—whether to divorce or not. If we divorce, your later life can be completely different,
like it was with Kang Yong—happy and joyful. If we don't divorce, you
'll be wasting your life with a useless person like me. Do you think it's worth it? Are you willing to accept that?"

I interrupted him, saying, "Honey, we've been together for over ten years. Don't you understand me?
I'm not a woman who craves pleasure. Look at how useless I was with Kang Yong all this time! I admit I was
happy with him, but I ended it just like that. Although I sometimes think about it, I'm not greedy. I
still want to live a simple life with you until we grow old."

I felt my husband squeeze my hand tightly, but he remained unmoved and said, "But I can't
accept . I feel suffocated and depressed with you."

"Honey..."

"When I saw your love for him, it had reached the point of a promise for the next life..."

"Honey, it's not like that..."

"When I saw you so willingly and so innocently give your first time to your husband..."

"I'm sorry, please forgive me..."

"At that moment, I felt completely emptied out, as if I had left your world, and you
had vanished from my heart. I became a bystander, watching you two be affectionate, feeling nothing at all.
My heart was numb, dead..."

My husband's hand trembled slightly in mine, and I was overwhelmed by regret and guilt
, almost suffocating. Tears streamed down my face, my nose stung, and my mouth tasted salty from sobbing.

"Especially when I think about how he has the video of me having sex with his wife and fantasizes about it every day, my
dying heart feels like it's about to break..."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, husband, I'll ask him to delete the video. Please forgive me and accept me again, okay
?" I cried, begging my husband.

The husband stared intently at the wall, muttering to himself, "There's no more
joy in our relationship, only torment and hidden pain. Why don't we end it and start a new life?

Let's get a divorce." He stood up, and as he walked to the doorway of the study, he leaned against the wall and slowly collapsed
.

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