Chapter 334 Wife's Monologue 22

At that time, my mind was blank and I couldn't hear what he said. Later, he angrily knocked over the desk lamp, which made me even more scared and more sure that the person in front of me was not the person I knew and knew.

I curled up at the head of the bed, afraid that he would get close, worried that he would hurt me, he finally didn't act, picked up his clothes and walked out of the room

At that moment, my heart hurts very much. I feel that all the years have collapsed tonight

I cried sadly, tears kept falling, no matter how I shrank, I still felt very cold

I don't remember how long I cried that night. Maybe I was exhausted from crying and fell asleep leaning against the head of the bed.

After this incident, I thought our road had reached its end, but then, I didn't know whether it was remorse or guilt, but he was not drinking, and went home on time after get off work, and began to care about me. He took me shopping and went to the flowers to please me.

At first I pretended to ignore it, but when facing my beloved and seeing his changes, how could I remain indifferent? I seemed to see hope again, trying to forget that thing, and cooperate with his sweetness, and back on the right track

But I know that in the deepest part of my heart, we still cannot satisfy each other and have not yet walked out of the mud.

However, I am happy to see his changes. At least I can know that he has not given up. This means that he still loves me. Although the scent that made me uneasy was not appearing, I still felt the crisis and began to think about what to do. I thought of many ways, but in the end they were overturned

Who can defeat an opponent who has never seen him and is completely unknown where I face him, I am calm on the surface, but secretly pay attention to his every move

Finally, one weekend night, he suddenly suggested that he had something to go out at the same time. I don’t know if it was the sixth sense of a woman or my intuition. Subconsciously, I realized that he was lying to me.

But I didn't show it. I have thought a lot these days. To defeat that unknown opponent, at least I must first draw him out of the darkness. I didn't ask anything, pretending to agree without doubt.

He had no doubts. On the night he went out on time, I was restless and could not watch it in with the TV on. I kept watching the time on the wall, calculating how many minutes and seconds he had gone out, guessing what he was doing at this moment. Although I was thinking a lot, I tried my best to hold back and not call him.

That night, he came back very late. At 11:43, he stayed outside for four hours and thirty-six. In order not to arouse his alert, I pretended not to know anything and asked him casually that he was not good at lying. When he lies, he would not dare to look at me, and his fingers would still tighten unconsciously

When he entered the door and answered the first sentence, I was sure that although the guess in my heart was uneasy and a little angry, I pretended to have nothing happened, walked up to him, pretending to take off his clothes, he didn't seem to notice the fragrance on his body, but I smelled it easily again

And this time I became more clear that not only on my coat, but when I took off my clothes from behind, I secretly smelled his shirt, and the fragrance filled me with it. I felt a little hurt and a little disappointed. He finally started lying to me for the woman I had never seen before.

I didn't know why, and I didn't know how to resist my anger. I thought about it later. Maybe it was because I loved him, maybe because I was afraid that I could notice it, so I immediately ran into the bathroom.

When he was taking a shower, I thought a lot. I wanted to try to save the night in bed. I approached him tentatively and teased him, but he had no reaction. This made me feel very disappointed. Am I really not at all attractive to him? Maybe I was afraid or maybe I wanted to get some comfort. I asked a lot that night, and he gave me the answer with certainty. I could hear that he was telling the truth, but my heart still couldn't find any sense of security.

I want to keep him, and I want to know who the woman behind me is. I am unwilling to give up so easily and admit defeat.

Later, I tried my best to take care of myself and hoped that he could feel and repent.