05/06/2024
Babe, hurry up! My husband will be back soon!"
In the luxurious villa, Ethan Smith stood at the bedroom door, hearing the slightly hurried voice inside.
He was very familiar with this voice, as it was his own wife, Sylvia Johnson.
"He's just a loser. What can he do when he comes back? Even if he sees this, he'll have to put up with it!" A rough male voice entered Ethan's ears.
Ethan stood at the door, his whole body trembling.
Anger almost made him lose his mind.
With a "bang,"
His eyes were bloodshot, and he kicked the door open with one foot.
In the room, a man and a woman were half-dressed.
Seeing Sylvia's appeasing posture on the bed, Ethan couldn't contain his anger, and tears involuntarily flowed out.
"Sylvia, why are you treating me like this!" Ethan's eyes were filled with pain as he clenched his teeth and stared at Sylvia.
A hint of panic flashed in Sylvia's eyes, but she quickly calmed down.
Instead, she looked at Ethan with an indescribable coldness.
"Now that you've found out, I have nothing more to say." Sylvia sneered.
"Why are you treating me like this? I've been with your family for three years, living worse than a dog! You asked me to squat, and I never dared to stand, but why did you betray me!"
Ethan almost roared, his face covered in tears.
Sylvia sneered, "No woman could like a useless loser like you."
She turned to look at the muscular man beside her.
"Do you know who he is? Gary Brown, the Brown family's young master! To be honest, we've been secretly together for a long time. If it weren't for my grandfather not allowing us to divorce, I would have kicked you out a long time ago!" A mocking look flashed in Sylvia's eyes.
Hearing this, Ethan couldn't hold back his tears anymore.
"For three years, I've been tiptoeing around, afraid of making you unhappy."
"When you were hungry, I got up in the middle of the night to cook for you. You said you liked the flowers in South City, and I rode my electric bike for over an hour ....
