It reminds me of the phone call I just made to my wife. She was out of breath while talking on the phone, and her breathing was very unstable.

An extremely disgusting picture emerged in my mind.

Could it be that my wife was having sex with other men in an express hotel while she was on the phone with me just now?

My heart ached inexplicably.

I wanted to call my wife, but then I thought about it, what if the woman who came out of the Express Hotel was about the same height as my wife and wore similar clothes to my wife, but she was not my wife?

If I make a phone call, if it is not my wife, it will hurt the relationship between us and make my wife doubt me and feel that I do not believe her, which will make her lose confidence in me and no longer trust me.

Thinking of this, I decided not to call my wife again.

At the same time, I also comforted myself in my heart. The woman who came out of the hotel was just dressed like my wife, but she was about the same height. She was not my wife.

My wife loves me so much and will never betray me. I should trust her and the relationship between us.

But I still thought about it again and drew a question mark in my mind, what if it is true?

What if that woman is my wife?

Looking at the BMW car driving away, I knew that my poor electric donkey couldn't catch up. Moreover, I still had food to deliver. If I was given a bad review by a customer, or if it was overtime, I would be deducted, and my whole day's work would be in vain.

Thinking of this, I simply stopped chasing him.

My wife and I were classmates in college. She was a freshman and I was a junior. I met her when the school was welcoming new students to the school.

The student union of the same department helped freshmen carry their luggage. When I saw her, I fell in love with her.

I always thought it was fate and destiny.

She is beautiful, has clear eyes, and is tall. At first glance, she looks like a goddess.

At that time, I didn't have a beer belly or gain weight. I was very energetic and handsome.

The love between two people is also quite exciting.

Recalling the past scenes, those beautiful pictures appeared in front of me one by one.

It was a great time in college.

During that time, we were carefree and carefree.

Two people are happy and laugh together. Two people are sad and I comfort her.

We stick together all day long, go to the library to read together, go for a walk by the lake together, go to the movies together, and play online games together.

Sometimes I just think, if possible, I really want to spend ten years of my life in exchange for four years of college.

However, I also know in my heart that everything is impossible.

Beautiful things, like fireworks, explode brightly and then leave sadly when they go out.

Thinking of this, I changed my mind and thought, yes, I should trust my wife. We have been together for so long. There is love between us and family affection after marriage. How could my wife betray me? I am overthinking it.

After delivering a few takeout orders, I rode my electric bike to where my wife worked.

I called my wife and told her that I was outside their company and bought milk tea.

My wife works in a sales office and is very capable. I heard that she will be promoted to be a supervisor next month.

Not long after making the call, my wife came from the sales office.

My wife walked up to me, took the milk tea, and asked me if I had time to see her.

I smiled lightly at my wife and said, I happened to be passing by here delivering food, so I bought a cup of milk tea and came over to give it to her.

My wife nodded.

I was about to chat with my wife, but my wife said, is everything okay? If nothing happens, you can leave. I still have things to do!

I was speechless for a moment, and the words I wanted to say suddenly couldn't be uttered.

I smiled awkwardly.

I said, OK, I'm leaving.

As soon as I said this, my wife turned around and walked towards the sales office.

When I saw my wife leaving, I was ready to leave too.

And at this time, I saw a little girl walking up to my wife and saying, Sister Hong, who is that person?

My wife told the little girl in an understatement, who else could it be? They were just delivering food. I just ordered a cup of milk tea.

Hearing this, my heart was as sharp as a knife.

I turned my head and wanted to say something, but the words stopped abruptly when they reached my lips.

I looked at my wife's retreating back, feeling uncomfortable in my heart.

I thought to myself, we are a couple who have obtained a marriage certificate. I am your husband. What else can you do if you acknowledge me?

My eyes are full of tears.

In the evening, I returned home.

I saw that my wife was already applying facial mask and skin cream on her legs at home.

I put on my slippers and walked to my wife's sofa. My wife had already applied skin cream and was lying on the sofa with a facial mask on her face.

I sat on the sofa and looked at my wife's long white legs and thin pajamas. I thought of the scene at the entrance of the Express Hotel at noon.
Chapter completed!