My Wife's Cheating Diary 1

I've always wanted to write something, but I didn't know where to begin. Like many others, I was once the victim of a sexual assault on a woman. More than ten years have passed, so I can no longer recall the feelings and details of that time. In 2010, my wife and I worked together in a shoe factory in Baiyun District, Guangzhou. We weren't in the same workshop, but we rented a place. The rent was very poor; it was just a large building divided into many single rooms. Of course, there was also a lot of fun. Almost every night, I could hear moaning and groaning. Even in the middle of the night, it was exciting to hear the sounds of the bed rocking and moaning next to us, which would also lead to us having sex. We could hear each other, like a competition. In 2011, my brother-in-law was pursuing my sister relentlessly, winning over almost everyone in our family. When he learned that his future brother-in-law worked in a factory, he suggested that I go back home to learn to drive, and that the government would help me find a driving job, which would be much better than working outside. So, I went back to my hometown alone, while my wife stayed at the factory for the time being.
The story that followed happened when I returned to my hometown while my wife stayed at the factory. Like many young couples, our story inevitably unfolded.

After I got home, my brother-in-law enrolled me in driving school. I went to driving school every day as usual, and in my spare time, I chatted with my wife on the phone and QQ. As time went on, I found that we talked less and less, and some messy thoughts started to creep into my mind (whether she was having an affair, whether she was cheating on me, etc.). I tried every means to find out what was going on with my wife at the factory. Later, I found online that QQ members could check roaming records. Since I knew my wife's QQ password, I went to an internet cafe and bought her a membership. Whenever I saw my wife's QQ account was offline, I would quickly log into her QQ account and check her roaming information history to find all her chat logs. I found several messages with ambiguous relationships. When I saw these messages, my blood rushed to my head; I felt very excited and particularly wanted to find out what would happen next. Finally, after more than a month, I discovered a chat history different from that of their workshop supervisor. He addressed my wife as "wife" or "darling" on QQ, and my wife clearly didn't show any displeasure or objection. One chat log went something like this:
Supervisor: "What time do you get off work? I'll wait for you." Wife: "I don't know, maybe after 11." Supervisor: "Come out at 9:30, okay? I'll wait for you outside." Wife: "I don't know, we're busy rushing to meet orders, and XXX won't let me leave early." Supervisor: "Go tell him I'll wait for you until 9:30, understand?" Wife: "I don't have as much freedom as you. It's always like this. I have time, but you don't. When I'm busy, you're always nagging me." (Later I found out that after I stopped working at the factory, her former supervisor also left.) When I saw the last sentence, my blood rushed to my head, and my heart felt like it was being scratched by cat claws. I just wanted to know the real meaning of that last sentence, both expectant and afraid. The feelings at that time aren't very clear now. Then came a message after almost 1 a.m.: Supervisor: "Are you happy, wife?" Supervisor: "Honey, what are you doing?" Supervisor: "Honey, why aren't you replying to my messages?" Wife: "I was just taking a shower." Supervisor: "Honey, were you happy tonight?" Wife: Yes. ...When I saw these chat messages, I was lost in endless fantasies. I was in a daze for a while because, based on the conversation and how he addressed my wife, I was pretty sure they had slept together, but I didn't have any concrete written evidence. When it wasn't confirmed that they had slept together, just flirting, I found it exciting. But after confirming that they had slept together, I was angry, scared, and helpless. I felt a mix of emotions. Later, I often logged into my wife's QQ account to check her browsing history. My wife noticed that I was logging into his QQ account, so when she chatted with that man, she told him not to talk nonsense on QQ. Sometimes my husband would log into my QQ account. Through more chat messages, I became even more certain that my wife had been slept with by that man. But because we lived far apart, I couldn't talk to my wife face-to-face. We would argue on the phone, and I was afraid of pushing my wife into someone else's arms and leaving me forever. So it all bottled up inside. When my wife came home for Chinese New Year, I often saw him chatting on QQ with other people on his phone, even when we were sitting around the fire at her parents' house. I knew it was most likely him chatting with that man. One night, after we made love, I finally couldn't hold back and asked him if he had slept with his former supervisor. My wife covered her head with the blanket and wouldn't say a word. I was furious and questioned him angrily. He had his back to me and remained silent. I angrily turned her around and lifted her head. When my hand touched her face, I realized it was wet. In the dim light outside, I saw she was crying. At that moment, I understood—everything was understood without words! Seeing her tears, my anger softened. (The writing isn't great, and it's been a long time; just get the gist of the story.)

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