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At that very moment,the two of them were kissing passionately.If it hadn't been for the fact that the person in the restroom was my husband, or that this place was indeed a restroom, I would have sworn they were a young couple in love.
It turned out that the nanny at home wasn't my husband's only lover.He even couldn't resist the sanitation aunt in the community.This man's mind was utterly twisted.
I didn't have much interaction with Aunt Mary. All I knew was that we always save our leftover bottles or cardboard boxes for her.It seemed my husband had a rather close relationship with her.
But I never imagined that this"good relationship"was actually of this nature.After all,although Aunt Mary was divorced,she was now married to Uncle Jack,the security guard in our community.
"Auntie,how did you manage to persuade her?Is she willing to get a divorce?"My husband buried his head in Aunt Mary's chest and gasped for breath.
"I think we’re almost there.I can tell that she's truly grateful to me now.Don't worry,she'll be more than willing to get a divorce after a few more encounters."Aunt Mary said, weakly hugging my husband's head.
What ensued was a series of indescribable acts.I discreetly pulled out my phone and recorded a video.Although the anger in my chest was nearly consuming me up,I was no longer as impulsive as I once was.I vowed to seize every opportunity to gather evidence and make then pay tenfold for what they had done to me..
By the time my husband got home,I had already retired to bed with our daughter in the children's room.I definitely couldn't sleep in the master bedroom anymore,but I wouldn't leave this house either.
Perhaps took our daughter into consideration, David didn't utter another word more to me.He retreated to the master bedroom to rest alone, while the mistress strutted in and joined him in bed..
The mere thought of those two scoundrels sleeping next door to me, in my bed,doing those dirty things, made my heart feel as if it was being pounded by a hammer, leaving me gasping for breath.
How was I supposed to gather sufficient evidence of David's affair?How could I make David disgorge the decoration money I paid when we got married and relinquish custody of our daughter?
I barely slept a wink all night. After much contemplation, I couldn't shake the feeling that David must have had more than just these two lovers. His apparent preference for older women was likely a result of his mother's early demise, fostering a strong Oedipus complex within him.
I suspected that the secrets lurking behind David’s facade were far from limited to this one.There had to be others.
Having spent a sleepless night, I got up early in the morning to make breakfast for my daughter. I had hoped to avoid any confrontation with those two, but I never expected them to be so shameless. Upon waking up, they proceeded to devour the breakfast I had made for my daughter.
"How can you be so shameless?This is the breakfast I made for my daughter." I exclaimed, as David and the mistress continued to eat bread, looking completely indifferent.
The mistress even said defiantly to me: "Louder, louder. If you're louder,Yaya will know that her father has had an affair. Do you have the guts to be louder?"
When I heard these words,I subconsciously closed my mouth.Yes,I had to think about my daughter.
I watched the two of them eating the breakfast I’d carefully prepared for my daughter,and I felt like I could spit blood. I was so angry with myself for not poisoning the breakfast and getting rid of those two scoundrels.
David wiped his mouth after eating and went to work.The mistress revealed her true colors by not even bothering to send our daughter to school.Instead,she just went back to the room to sleep with her hand on her waist.
After I sent my daughter to the kindergarten,the more I thought about it,the more I felt something was wrong.David was having an affair with other women outside.Did the nanny,the mistress, have any idea about it?
Or did the cleaning lady and the mistress both think they were the only one woman in David’s life,and David was hiding it from both of them?Then what would happen if I exposed this thing to David's company?
Company?David's company?
In a flash of inspiration,I suddenly thought of David's direct superior,Ms.Fanny.This woman was in her forties and always seemed to go out of her way to look after David. She'd even come to our house for dinner a few times.
At that time,I couldn’t understand why Ms. Fanny, who wasn’t even related to David, was so keen to promote him..
At that time,I thought it was because David was capable. Now I realize it was all a farce. What real skills did David possess? He couldn't even last three seconds in bed?
I simply took a year off work and kept tabs on David's comings and goings during this period. I was sure he'd make a move on a woman like Ms. Fanny.
It turned out I’d really underestimated David.Not only did he drive the company's car with Ms.Fanny and check into a hotel during a business trip,but he was also getting cosy with the cleaning supervisor at work.
You know,that cleaning lady must weigh at least 160 pounds and her face was covered in wrinkles. How on earth could he bring himself to get close to her?
At that moment,I felt no anger at all. All I wanted was to make an appointment for a physical examination at the hospital.I felt like I was contaminated.
I followed David for five days.For three of those days,he was either checking into hotels or having sex in the car.The other two days,he was at home messing around with the nanny and occasionally flirting with Aunt Mary from the neighborhood.
David's lifestyle was simply outrageous. In the past,I was so focused on my work that I didn't pay attention.If I had been a little more observant,I wouldn't have discovered David's twisted obsession with his daughter so late..He had clearly developed a psychological problem.
Moreover,I found that these women didn't seem to know about each other.David had done an excellent job of keeping them in the dark.Whenever he was with one of these women,he’d switch his phone off.I tried calling him several times but couldn't get through.
I pondered the relationships and the hidden connections between these women. Then, I picked a time when David was leaving work alone and decided to confront him.
