3

I walked home angrily with a baseball bat in my hand. Suddenly, my cell phone started ringing in my pocket. I stopped and took it out to check. It was my mother calling.

I heard my mother crying on the phone. "Mom, what's wrong?" I felt uneasy.

"Patrick, come to the hospital quickly, your father is dying." My mother's words froze me in place.

After a while, tears welled up in my eyes and I stumbled back to the car. I drove very fast along the way, with my mother's crying in my mind.

At this moment, I had forgotten that my wife was having sex with other men.

When I arrived at the hospital, my mother was crying outside the emergency room. She told me that my father had been given several critical illness notices.

Five minutes later, the doctor came out and told us that my father was out of danger. After my father was sent to the ICU, relatives could not accompany him, so my mother asked me to go back.

After I felt relieved, I remembered my wife's betrayal. So I stepped on the accelerator and rushed home. At this time, the man just walked out of the building.

He smiled at me and said, "Master, let's go. I'll give you more money later." There was a satisfied smile on his face and a red mark on his neck.

I bit my lower lip tightly, held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, took a deep breath and smiled at him. Now I have no evidence to prove that my wife betrayed me, everything is my speculation.

After he got in the car, I took the initiative to talk to him: "Sir, from your expression, you seem to be very satisfied." Although my tone seemed gossipy, I was expressionless at this time.

The man chuckled, and I found the laughter extremely harsh. "You don't know how coquettish that woman is." His words pierced my heart like a needle.

"Are you a couple or a couple?" I asked tentatively.

The man suddenly took out a cigarette and asked me, "Do you mind if I smoke?" If I had a knife, I would have stabbed him countless times. But I still forced a smile and said to him, "It's okay, you can smoke."

The car was suddenly filled with smoke, and he said in a wicked way, "We are neither husband and wife nor boyfriend and girlfriend." "As a man, you know that domestic flowers are not as fragrant as wild flowers?" I heard his hidden meaning, it seems that he is also a married man.

"Do you come here often? Is her husband not at home?" I continued to ask tentatively.

"About 3 to 4 times a week. She said her husband works the night shift." He answered lightly, but I was so angry that I was shaking all over.

I swallowed and stepped on the accelerator. My wife is really something. She actually has affairs with other men frequently at home!

When I got off the car, the man gave me an extra 100 yuan. He leaned over and whispered in my ear: "If you have a chance, I'll let you try that woman. I guarantee you'll never want to leave."

My chest heaved violently, I took a deep breath, squinted my eyes and watched him leave, silently memorizing the address of this community in my heart.