4

Jack, I have no blood relationship with you!

After the shoe dropped, I was no longer in a hurry.

Since Renee Jones played me like this, I didn't hold back. While she was busy recovering from childbirth, I was not idle either. I turned into Sherlock Holmes and investigated all the information about men related to Renee Jones.

Unfortunately, apart from finding out about an unrequited love affair from my youth, I gained nothing else.

It wasn’t until the day before the wedding that Renee Jones said to me, “Honey, I have a Victoria’s Secret class tonight, so I’ll be home late.”

I hung up the phone as if nothing had happened, watched her get into an online-hailing car, and then followed her all the way to the airport.

Renee Jones who was waiting for me in the crowd .

A tall man wearing a baseball cap appeared, and Renee Jones flew over and hung on the man's waist like a koala, and the two kissed passionately without paying attention to anyone else.

I clenched my fists, resisting the urge to rush forward, and followed the two of them all the way to a high-end hotel, watching them enter the guest room.

My heart ached uncontrollably.

In the past six months, my initial doubt, denial, shock and anger gradually turned into disheartenment and disappointment.

By now, I should have given up completely.

The sincerity he showed her over the years might as well be fed to a dog!

I punched the wall a few times in frustration in the stairwell, and kept telling myself to stay calm.

The stinging pain spread from my swollen fist to my heart, but it could not hide the grief that was rising again in my heart.

I took out my phone and was shocked to find that everything had clues.

I don't know since when, she no longer pesters me to tell nonsensical jokes like before, and no longer nags me with celebrity gossip.

There was a time in the past when we always had endless things to talk about.

Does she have any sincerity towards me?

Was I so busy that I didn't notice her changes?

Looking through the old chat records, hatred welled up in my heart. It's time to end this ridiculous thing!

As soon as I got closer to the door, I could hear the blushing sound.

Counting the time on my fingers, I knocked on the door.

with steam from his shower hanging over his head. The man was casually wrapped in a bathrobe, with broad shoulders and a thin waist, which was particularly attractive. There were several bite marks and scratches on his exposed chest, which showed that he had just had a fierce battle.

Anger was burning in my chest, adrenaline was rushing to my head, I clenched my fists and got straight to the point:

"I'm looking for Renee Jones!"

"Oh, she's taking a shower!"

The man's nonchalance made me look extremely ugly with my blushing face.

The man who is half a head taller than me gives me invisible pressure just from his height.

When I saw the man's handsome face, as if it was carved by a knife, I actually felt a little inferior.

The man faced me, his hand still on the door:

"I'm Renee Jones' senior, Bing."

Renee Jones came out of the bathroom at this moment:

" Brother Bing , is anyone here?"

The lazy tone revealed extreme pleasure.

I bit my lip and didn't say anything. I wanted to see how Renee Jones would react when she saw me as her husband.

She casually rubbed her hair and walked to the door. When she saw it was me, there was obvious panic in her eyes. Then she came back to her senses from the surprise she had when she first saw me, and unnaturally tightened the wide collar of her bathrobe.

Bing took his hand away tactfully at this time:

"Come in and talk."

His declaring sovereignty made me so angry:

"What did you two do?"

I pushed the door open with my palm:

"Renee Jones, is this the Victoria's Secret class you told me about?"