"Ah—you're such a little seductress," he groaned.What happened next inside the bathroom, I don't want to detail. Suffice it to say, the sounds were beyond disgusting.I quickly calmed downI quickly composed myself, sitting silently on the edge of the bed, ensuring I didn't make a sound and disturb their repulsive rendezvous.Stephen had advised me to gather more evidence of Max's infidelity—photos, videos, chat logs, anything. Unfortunately, Steven hadn't been able to obtain anything useful since Max became more cautious after I discovered his affair and stopped meeting Cindy at hotels.Tonight was a perfect opportunity. Why shouldn't I take advantage of it?If I missed this chance, who knew when the next one would come?With that in mind, I grew bolder and decided to approach the bathroom door, aiming to capture a video or photo. But I needed to prioritize my safety. If they realized I was awake, those two might take extreme measures.I turned on my phone, set it to silent m
Wendy burst into the room in less than three minutes.She was wearing a camel trench coat over a white knit sweater and skinny jeans, and she walked in branded leather heels with such fierce energy that she looked ready to tear someone apart. She seemed unstoppable."Jen, I'm here to deliver justice!"Her phone was already recording as she kicked open the bathroom door, pointing the camera at the naked couple inside.Max and Cindy had stripped down almost completely.Cindy was sitting on the sink counter, legs raised, completely naked except for a bra hanging off her arm. Her face was flushed with pleasure.When Wendy and I entered, Max was still inside her.They both froze in shock. Max quickly pulled out and tried to grab his pants, but Wendy was faster. She kicked him hard on the butt, causing him to fall face-first onto the tiled floor with a loud thud.Max made several failed attempts to get up, hindered by Wendy's relentless kicks."Hey everyone, come see this! Look at t
Cindy sneered, "Who do you think you are? Do you think you can lecture me?"Before I could react, Wendy grabbed a toilet brush and swung it at Cindy's head. "You're stealing someone else's husband and still have the audacity to talk back?"Cindy screamed in shock and tried to grab the toilet brush to fight back, but Wendy didn't give her a chance. She grabbed Cindy's wrist and shoved her against the wall.I jumped in to help, pinning Cindy's hands down. Wendy shoved the toilet brush into Cindy's mouth. "You bitch, talk back now! Bullying my friend? I'll shut you up for good!""Ahhh—" Cindy wailed.She was no match for both Wendy and me. We coordinated perfectly. One of us hitting, the other holding her down, giving her no chance to escape."Help me, Max, help!" Cindy cried out to Max.This only made me angrier. Thinking about how these two had wronged me, how they hurt my child, I wanted to hurt them back!I grabbed the toilet brush from Wendy and jammed it into Cindy's mouth,
Pain surged through me, slowly eroding my illusions.That's when I realized I had been gripping my own arm so tightly that my teeth were about to break.The scenes I had just imagined were all fantasies - fantasies of not stopping Wendy from barging in to help me, witnessing this grand infidelity, and capturing evidence of their shameless affair.I wanted to do that so badly.But I couldn't.Luke was right; when people are in the heat of the moment, they easily lose their ability to stay calm and think clearly.Perhaps it was fate that, at the peak of my rage, I suddenly remembered what Luke had told me.This was indeed a good opportunity to catch them in the act and gather direct evidence of Max and Cindy's affair.However, Lucy Lansworth had gone abroad and disappeared, making it difficult to verify my faked ultrasound data.Drugging the milk was just my testimony; without any harm to my body and direct evidence, the police wouldn't convict Max.The lack of evidence regardi
I waited for a long time before finally getting out of bed to confirm that they had actually left.Wendy had informed Steven, who was waiting downstairs and in the parking garage, hoping to capture some useful footage.That night, I couldn't sleep at all, but I had to pretend to be asleep. Eventually, exhaustion took over, and I dozed off in a daze.Early the next morning, I opened my eyes to see Max sitting by my bedside. He looked disheveled, with stubble on his face, clearly exhausted. When he saw me wake up, he quickly stood up and held my hand, his voice filled with concern, "Honey, you're awake? How do you feel?"Max's acting was incredibly impressive. He had perfected it to an art form. But if he was going to put on a show, so would I.I pretended not to know, "Why am I in the hospital... My head hurts.""You really worry me. Your fever reached forty degrees." Max looked at me with a pained expression, his brow furrowed. "I stayed up all night watching over you, afraid som
Max didn't leave immediately. Instead, he stood by the door, listening in on my conversation with Wendy.Conveniently, there was a mirror near the door. From the outside, it was impossible to see inside, but from inside, I could see anyone outside. Wendy, being quick-witted as she is, understood my intention and immediately changed her tone. "Do you think that jerk Max might hold a grudge against me? I was really angry just now. You had a fever of forty degrees! How was he taking care of you? It makes me so mad!""Wendy, don't insult my husband!" I played along. "You were too harsh just now! I know you were angry, but he's innocent. Didn't you see how exhausted he looked? He stayed up all night taking care of me, probably didn't even get a wink of sleep.""I was just worried about you! You suddenly got hospitalized, of course I was anxious!" Wendy pretended to feel guilty. "Maybe I should apologize to him later? But Max knows my personality; he's always been forgiving. He shouldn't
"Speak plainly, enough with the philosophical crap," Wendy rolled her eyes at me."I just mean I don't have enough evidence to ensure Max ends up in jail, so I have to wait for now...""That's true," Wendy pondered, "but how long will we have to wait? The longer this goes on, the more chances for mistakes.""I don't know," I said with a sigh. "We'll take it one step at a time.""I bet that despicable Max can't hold out for long. His mistress is so desperate she came to the hospital. He's probably eager to get rid of you." Wendy frowned, her pretty face wrinkled with worry. "Jen, you need to be careful. If there's any sign of trouble from Max, you tell me. Don't try to handle it alone!""I know. Stephen told me that the law needs concrete evidence. I'll find the proof to convict Max!" I said, remembering Wendy introduced me to Stephen. "Thank you, Wendy. Without your connections, I wouldn't have been able to get someone like Stephen.""You're welcome," Wendy smiled, though there w
I'm not overly suspicious, but when Max suggested a honeymoon trip, my first thought was: Is he planning to kill me?With thoughts of infidelity, a hefty insurance policy, the death of our child, and even drugging my milk, it's hard not to think along those lines.So, why does Max suddenly want to take me on a trip?Did I give something away?Why isn't he waiting for my inheritance?Is he in such a rush because his mistress gave him an ultimatum after last night?I suppressed my surprise and asked in a casual tone, "Hmm? Why the sudden urge to go on a trip?"Max, in an overly enthusiastic manner, hugged my shoulders and said, "Well, our anniversary is coming up, and my schedule is packed for the next two months. The project deadlines are tight, so I won't have time off to be with you! I thought we could go soon. I've been wanting to take you out, but the project kept me tied up.""But aren't you working with Haili soon? Mr. Sullivan from Hamptom gives a rare opportunity like th