Chapter 283 Giving up Wife 4

The lights were a little dazzling. The scene I saw made me unable to let go of Xiao Yang pressing his wife's back with one hand and his head with the other, turning her over and pressing her on the table.

My wife seemed to be fighting with Xiao Yang and wanted to hold her up, but she was weak and broke free. She was pressed tightly on the table and turned to her waist. Her black underwear was torn to pieces and discarded on the ground at will. Her snow-white buttocks were exposed to the air. What made me angry the most was that she was pressed sideways on the pretty face of the table, with five bright red fingerprints.

Why are you back? Xiao Yang was surprised when my appearance was revealed.

My wife was also surprised and forgot to struggle. She looked at me with a little confused look. She probably didn't know why Xiao Yang was by her side and why I appeared at the door.

That eye-catching fingerprint made me very painful, and it made me suffer more than hitting me in the face. I have been married for several years. I have never attacked my wife. In my opinion, men should never attack women, let alone she is a weak woman who needs to be loved well. I am like a furious lion. I not only hate Xiao Yang's temptation, threat, but also hate my cowardice.

Uh, this was an accident that seemed to notice my emotions, and stared at the eyes on my wife's face. Xiao Yang explained thanks, but the hand pressed on his wife, without any intention of letting go. Not only did he not regret it at all, but looking at that face, it seemed that in his eyes, there was nothing at all. After saying that, he wanted to let me leave.

But I didn't have the chance to say it, because I fell to the door and rushed up. Xiao Yang didn't react yet, but I kicked him over. I didn't expect that I would do it. I thought I was still the obedient employee who could be played with by him. I also wanted to scold me for losing my mind. I had no boss in front of me, and I didn't have a company. I didn't think about the consequences. I still didn't give Xiao Yang a chance. I kicked him in the stomach like crazy. He held his stomach and swallowed the words back into his stomach.

He frantically punched and kicked Xiao Yang, and his fists fell like raindrops. He was very angry at me at first, but he soon started to scream like a pig.

Listening to his scream, I was very happy, very excited, happy, as if I had vented all my unhappiness and depression.

However, this venting cannot calm my inner anger. I keep calling Xiao Yang's face and abdomen. He rolled on the ground with punches and kicks, and I will still shout wildly, letting you harm me, let you threaten me, and so on, and return all my dissatisfaction to him through punches and kicks.

After beating for a few minutes, Xiao Yang was out of breath and beating him, and he vomited all the dishes he had just eaten and the wine he had drunk, but he didn't want to stop.

It was not until I was hugged by a pair of hands from behind that I slowly woke up. When I came to my senses, the fat man was already lying there without moving.

I know it was my wife holding me, but I didn't dare to look back. I could clearly feel that her body was trembling very hard, slowly stroking her hand holding her waist. I didn't know what to say, and I had no face to face it.

Let's go! I don't want to stay here for a few seconds. My wife said first that she felt guilty, but I couldn't explain it, because it was all my fault. She should be more painful than me at this moment. She turned around slowly and saw a face with blurred eyes, and my heart was sore like a needle prick.

I regret it very much. I want to go back to the time when I had eaten, so I took her away. I really want nothing to happen. If I do it again, I will definitely not leave her behind. Let her experience this kind of pain, but I will never regret it in life, and time will not regress these sins, consequences, and the harm caused to her must be borne by myself.

I trembled my hands, wiped her tears, took off her coat, put it on her body, blocking the leaking spring light, she covered her mouth, crying silently, she didn't want to stay here, nor did I want to. Everything here can only increase her pain and deepen my guilt. I helped her, left the room, left the hotel, and left this place that brought us a lot of painful memories.

She seemed to have figured it out that the culprit of all this was on my way home. She kept wiping her tears and didn't say a word to go home. When she fell away, I wanted to go back to the room alone, but I couldn't let her suffer. I grabbed her hand, wanted to apologize, and wanted to say sorry, but when the words came to my mouth, I felt that I was too pale and powerless.

There were tears, hatred, and confusion in her eyes. She must not understand why I did this. I knew she was waiting for my explanation and apologizing, but I couldn't say a word.

After a few seconds of stalemate, she shook her hand angrily, trying to break free from my hand, but I held it tightly and refused to let go and pulled it a few times. She seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, and she waved her hand and slapped it hard on my face.

I didn't expect or beware of it. The slap was so strong that it sounded crisp and it hurt a lot, but I felt a lot more comfortable. A sad smile appeared on my mouth. I looked at her longedly, encouraging her to hit me hard, so that I could feel more selfish and selfish.