I Became the Matchmaker Between My Father and Wife - Chapter 285

In the following days, Xiaoying called me as usual, but there was something different about her on the phone. I couldn't quite put my finger on why, but I always felt that we weren't as sweet as before when we talked online. Moreover, Xiaoying's tone and topics of conversation seemed to have decreased.
After each phone call, I would ponder where that strange feeling came from. I sensed it, but couldn't put it into words. In the end, I could only shake my head. Maybe I was being too sensitive, or perhaps my homesickness was creating a slight illusion. Maybe I should relax a bit.
After enduring four agonizing days, the day to return home finally arrived, and I was already quite impatient.
On my last day in the United States, I bought a lot of American goods. Of course, due to the transit, the goods were limited and of high quality. They were all for Xiaoying and my father. Of course, Xiaoying bought more and my father bought less. It's not that I favored my wife over my father. After all, my father is old and not interested in these new things. On the contrary, Xiaoying would like them very much.
Before I boarded the plane, I called Xiaoying to tell her that I was about to return to China.
In the past, I might have kept it from Xiaoying and planned to surprise her when I got home, but there's no need now. After more than a month, plus the two weeks I spent in the United States, I'm completely at ease. Life needs to return to normal, and I shouldn't have any doubts about Xiaoying. After all, she has proven her promise with her actions over the past month; she has truly severed ties with her father.
Sitting on my own business jet, watching America recede further and further away, I felt no attachment whatsoever; instead, I felt an even stronger urgency to return home.
After a long journey, the plane finally landed. I stepped out of the cabin, stretched, and walked down the stairs in what I thought was the coolest pose. But when I looked at the landing site, I froze. I looked around, but apart from the company staff who were there to pick me up, I couldn't find Xiaoying anywhere.
Although I didn't ask Xiaoying to pick me up on the phone, I thought she would definitely come. She was so reluctant to let me go when I left, so shouldn't she come to pick me up now that I'm back? I even told Xiaoying the flight's takeoff and landing times on the phone, hoping she would come to pick me up so I could see my wife as soon as I got off the plane. But now I'm disappointed.
Sitting in the company caravan, I felt uneasy because Xiaoying hadn't come to pick me up, nor had she even called me. Half an hour had passed since I got off the plane. It was past 2 PM. What was Xiaoying doing? When my subordinate asked if I was going home or back to the company, I don't know why, but I finally said I was going back to the company. Perhaps I wanted to wait a little longer and see if Xiaoying would call me.
After arriving at the company, I organized the materials I brought back from the United States. Everything else can be done tomorrow. I was really tired after spending most of the day on the plane.
But I waited until 5 p.m. and still didn't receive a call from Xiaoying. What happened to Xiaoying...?
Impossible. She and her father have broken up, and she wouldn't make such an obvious mistake again. Could something have happened to Xiaoying? I did think about checking the home security camera footage, but I searched my desk at the office for a long time and couldn't find my dongle. After all this time, I had no idea where I put it. Maybe at home, maybe in the office, maybe lost in some unknown corner.
When it was time to leave work, I rubbed my cheeks and prepared to go home. I had thought about calling Xiaoying, but I suddenly realized I didn't have the courage. If Xiaoying didn't answer, if there was no signal or her phone was off, then I would still have reasons to comfort myself. But what if Xiaoying did answer? What should I say? Should I complain or ask questions? After thinking it over, I decided to go home and check on things.
As I drove home, familiar street scenes flashed by. Seeing all this, it felt as if I had been away for several years, not just half a month. Perhaps this is what longing for and care about home is all about.
I parked the car downstairs and looked up at my floor. It was still early and not dark yet, so I couldn't see if anyone was home.
As I walked up the stairs, getting further and further away from home, my heart grew increasingly uneasy. There was nothing I could do; during my last few days in the US, my phone calls with Xiaoying had been strange, and now Xiaoying still hadn't come to pick me up. Everything felt eerie.
Although I don't want to think about it, I can't help but wonder if the peace of that month was because I was still at home, which is why my father and Xiaoying were relatively well-behaved. Now that I've been away from home for half a month, with no one bothering or disciplining them, will they become like dry wood meeting a raging fire, spiraling out of control? Even if Xiaoying doesn't take the initiative, will my father? After all, something like this has happened before, and wasn't it my father who took aphrodisiacs and forced himself on Xiaoying for their first time?
If her father were to suddenly return home and become sexually abusive during these two weeks, would Xiaoying be able to resist? Even if she did start to resist, wouldn't she eventually succumb to her pent-up desire and give in? Are the two of them at home right now...?
No, I've already told Xiaoying I'm going home. If they continue like this, aren't they just courting disaster? Perhaps it's because Xiaoying has always been so obedient to me since then, but I feel terrible right now. After all, Xiaoying has always been so compliant with me, and now she's suddenly done this. Whatever the reason, I don't seem to be willing to forgive Xiaoying. If she and my father…
I will never let this go. I remember telling Xiaoying that if I agree to her and her father's relationship, it's perfectly legitimate and I can accept it. But if they don't get my consent... then it's blatant adultery, and there's nothing to forgive or explain.
As I pondered this, I stood at the front door with my keys, but I lacked the courage to open it. Were they really having sex? Was my father forcing himself on Xiaoying, making her suffer so intensely that she forgot the time and I was home? I pressed my ear against the door, but after listening intently for a long time, I heard nothing. Perhaps nothing had happened, or perhaps something had happened but the door was too soundproof.
After calming myself down in front of the door for a long time, I rubbed my face. No matter what, I should pretend to be a normal person coming home. What if I sneaked in and opened the door, but nothing happened? How would I explain that to Xiaoying?
Perhaps something unexpected happened while I was away for the past two weeks, making Xiaoying feel down? I inserted the key into the door, turned the lock, and opened the door as if I were just coming home normally…

URL 1:https://www.sexlove5.com/htmlBlog/21371.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=21371&aspx=1

Previous Page : My mother supported my schooling

Next Page : Paradox H - ☆, Extra Chapter: University Arc, Part 1

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

I Became the Matchmaker Between My Father and Wife - Chapter 285

comment Open a new window to view comments