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"I'm fine, just a little feverish …" "Just take some cold medicine …" As I said this, his business was quickly settled. I placed the bottle of cold medicine on the coffee table.

He quickly picked up the cold medicine from the tea table. "Who let you eat this?!" His mood was rather agitated.

"What's wrong …" I don't understand his bafflement at the moment.

He looked at me helplessly, and then I tricked the two children upstairs to do their homework.

When the children were gone, he plopped down beside me.

"Why didn't you tell me if you were feeling well? Go buy your own medicine, what if it breaks? "

I smiled helplessly. He was really worried.

"I've taken this medicine for many years, there won't be a problem …" "If there's really a problem, then the grass in front of my grave has grown a few meters taller …"

"How long have you been eating?!" My jokes did not lessen his seriousness.

"Aiya, don't worry, nothing will happen to you …"

"Let me ask you, how long have you been eating?" His tone was unquestionable, frighteningly serious.

"What is going on …?" Is there a problem with this medicine?! " I also realized that something was wrong.

He looked at me with a complicated expression, and after a long silence, he took a deep breath and stroked my head. His face returned to its former gentleness.

"I'm worried about you. Your health has always been bad." "If there's anything wrong with your body, you have to tell me. We'll go to the hospital in two days, okay?"

I comfortably leaned against his chest, nodded, and once again fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know how long I slept, but when I opened my eyes again, I was no longer lying on the couch, but in a big soft, comfortable bed.

I looked at my phone. It was two in the morning.

Where did he go?

I frowned and suddenly heard a phone call from the balcony.

"Will there be any problems?"

What's the problem? Did something happen at the company? That was my first instinct.

I was afraid that something big had happened to him, so I walked over to the french window and pulled down the curtains so that I couldn't see him clearly. Outside, I quietly opened a small crack.

"I dare not tell her, much less tell her! If she knew of her character, even if she had to risk her life, she would definitely give birth to her child! That child cannot be born! "

My heart chills a little as he says this.

No wonder he's been acting weird lately.

He was always talking nonsense to me, often out of the house, and every time I woke up in the middle of the night, he was on the phone to someone else.

But we haven't even been married half a year, and in such a short time, he already has another woman outside? He already has a child …

I couldn't believe that he was doing it, and I stopped listening to the rest of the phone calls. I just went back to my bed and lay down, closed my eyes, and lay on my side, letting the tears flow freely.

After some time, he finishes his call, returns to his bed, and hugs me from behind.

He leaned close to my ear and repeated the words "I'm sorry" over and over again.

Every time he said it, my heart ached even more.

Why was it like this? What went wrong?

After an unknown period of time, his snores could be heard from behind him. However, I was unable to fall asleep no matter how hard I tried.

The next morning, as usual, he got up to make breakfast for me and the children. After breakfast, he was going to take the children to school.

I wish I'd heard nothing last night so I could pretend nothing had happened.

But I can't.

I can't pretend nothing happened.

I was the only one in the house. I nervously turned on his computer, his backup tablet, and tried to find the woman, but he was so clean that I couldn't get a handle on him.

I should have guessed it earlier. How could someone as smart as him leave me a clue?

I slumped against the bed. What should I do?

Divorce?

I don't have any evidence that he cheated. I even want to struggle, to give him a chance, if only he'll confess what he did...

But I knew that there would always be a thorn in my heart, poking out from time to time, stabbing me, stabbing him.

What should I do... What am I supposed to do...

At that moment, a subtle ringing of the cell phone caught my attention. I looked around for the source of the sound, and finally found a spare phone in the drawer of the nightstand where he was sleeping.

The cell phone had been set up with a password. I entered it for my birthday and the phone was turned on.

It's my birthday...

He still loves me …

I wiped the tears off my face and opened my cell phone, which should be the one he normally uses for official business. All of them were his partner's phone numbers, and the comments were very complete.

However, there was only one exception.

That name was Qin Sang.

Qin Sang was obviously a woman's name, and it was even a woman's name that he had never mentioned before.

I took a deep breath and took out my phone while trembling. I saved Qin Sang's and her phone number, placed the spare phone back to its original position and then dialed Ye Xing's phone.

The call connected, "Hello, Sis? "What's wrong?"

"Find someone for me. I want all her information."

"Alright."

I sent the woman's name and cell phone number to Ye Xing and about half an hour later, a piece of personal data was sent to my cell phone as a document.

That Qin Sang was a top student who had graduated with a PhD. She had an extremely beautiful face.

I took a deep breath. Just then, my phone rang again, and it was Ye Xing who called.

"Sis, I have already sent you Qin Sang's information, but can you tell me why you want me to check on her?" Ye Xing sounded somewhat hesitant.

"Why what?" I tried to control my emotions so that he wouldn't hear anything wrong from the other end of the phone.

"Qin Sang, she … A good girl. "

Ye Xing stuttered. Very clearly, he knew this Qin Sang.

"You two know each other?" I say ironically, I have never seen a good girl in another's marriage and family.

"She, is my ex-girlfriend … But I don't have any other meaning, I'm just asking a question … "I'm hanging up first …"

I was stunned. Ye Xing's ex-girlfriend, I have never heard him talk about her before.

However, this reminds me, I cannot let Ye Xing continue investigating this matter for me.

I spent a lot of money and got a private investigator to help me follow Qin Sang and Bo Lengqing and make sure he took a photo of them. I didn't do anything that I wasn't sure of, I learned this from him.

However, the irony is that one day, I will actually use these things on him.

In the evening, he came back from work looking like he was in a good mood.

After work, he came over to the sofa and tried to put his arms around me, but I stayed back in the corner, away from him.

"What's wrong?" As meticulous as he was, he immediately noticed that something was wrong with me. "Are you still feeling very uncomfortable?"

I shook my head. "It's already much better."

"Wife, what do you want to eat tonight?" He took my hand and pulled me into his arms.

"I'm fine with anything, I'm not picky." Unable to struggle, I lay in his arms.

"There's something wrong with you today …" As he spoke, he ruffled his hair. I took his hand and looked him in the eye.

"Do you have anything to say to me?"

He was stunned for two seconds before smiling. "Why are you suddenly asking me this?"

"You really have nothing to say to me?" Looking at his smile, it was as if he had a family that deeply stabbed into my heart.

"So what do you want to hear?" He smiled helplessly.

I pushed him away. "I'm not feeling well, I want to go up and lie down for a bit … Dinner, don't call me. "

I went upstairs without looking back.

I wanted to hear something, as if from the moment I came back until now, what he had told me, what he had shown me, was what I wanted to see, or what I wanted to hear.

As for the truth, I realized that I had never truly understood what he looked like.

including his family, everything about him...

His heart hurt more and more, and his head felt more and more dizzy.

I don't know why, but recently my emotions have become extremely sensitive.

What is wrong with me, I was just betrayed. What is wrong with me …