Unexpected Visit

Why did my wife transfer money to the security captain? Checking out the time, wasn't that when the security captain took me away?

Was my wife worried that I'd find evidence of her affair, so she sent the security captain to take me away? Did she bribe him? Now I just want to confront my wife face to face. Looking carefully through my wife's phone, I found Tommy among her contacts.

Upon opening it, there were no chat records between my wife and Tommy. Did my wife delete the chat records with Tommy, or did she never chat with him on phone in the first place? I'm inclined to think it's the former! There must be something incriminating in my wife's chat with Tommy, and she's afraid I'll find out, so she deleted the chat records.

I glanced back at the bathroom door, left my wife's phone on the table, but I couldn't calm down at all. After about ten minutes, my wife walked out of the bathroom. "Come here," I said with a harsh tone.

Hearing my tone, my wife curiously walked over to me. "What's wrong?" "Why did you transfer a three hundreds bucks to the security head?" I stared at my wife, and her eyes seemed evasive, as if she were afraid I'd discover something.

My wife turned to grab a towel to dry her damp hair and said to me, that was the money she lent to the security captain.

"Then why did you say thank you?"

"Honey, you were taken away by the security captain. If he wanted to cause trouble to you, would we be here now? Can't I just say thank you?" As my wife dried her hair, I was left speechless.

I wanted to ask my wife why she didn't have any chat records with Tommy, but I couldn't bring myself to say it. No man expecting his wife to chat with other men.

Thinking about my wife's recent odd behaviors, I really wanted to dive into her mind and carefully search her memories to see if she had been cheating with other men.

I sat on the chair, lost in thought. Soon, my wife's phone rang. I snapped out of it and glanced at my wife's phone. It said "Lisa."

My wife came over, picked up the phone, and answered it. The gist of her conversation with Lisa was that they were going out shopping. After hanging up with Lisa, my wife told me she was going shopping with her.

I told her I wanted to go too, but she said it was inconvenient with two men among them. In short, my wife didn't want me to go shopping with her. My wife changed into a new outfit, wearing a yellow mini skirt, black lace stockings, a white shirt inside, and a yellow blazer outside. Crystal high heels adorned her feet, giving her a charming air. I felt like pinning my wife down on the bed and having my way with her.

Honestly, I really hated it when my wife wore mini skirts. I never expected her to dress so sexy and go out. Was she really going shopping with Lisa? Or was she going out to meet her lover?

"Helen, when did you buy this outfit?" I stared at her.

"The other day. Why? Does it look good?"

My wife turned around and smiled at me.

"Why dress so attractive?" I really disliked my wife wearing mini skirts. Perhaps because I felt she belonged to me alone and shouldn't dress so stunning for other men to see.

"Honey, it's not sexy at all. I'm wearing leggings underneath."

"Let me see." I walked over with a smirk on my face.

"You're annoying. I'm leaving now, or Lisa will urge me."

My wife lightly placed her hands on my chest, kissed me on the cheek, then smiled sweetly.

"Honey, I'm off. You stay home obediently, and I'll buy you late night later."

"Helen, it's late. It's better for me to go with you." I still didn't want my wife to go out.

"Honey, trust me. Lisa and I are just shopping in Westfield mall." I am jealous, but she said I should trust her.

"Fine, then go and come back soon." I made up my mind to follow my wife and see what she was up to. Dressed so seductively and going shopping? I bet she's meeting her lover. "

Mm-hmm." My wife, holding her bag, hurried out of the door.

To avoid being discovered by my wife, I waited for two minutes before opening the door and following her out. I wanted to see what my wife was up to. As soon as I opened the door, a woman stood in front of me. Lucy!

How could she come at this time? She held a red box in her hand and smiled, "John, I was about to ring the doorbell."

"Why are you here?" I didn't have the time to deal with Lucy.

"John, don't you welcome me?"

Out of politeness, I couldn't just kick Lucy out.

"Of course, it's just not a good time for you to come. I have something to do."

"John, can you wait a moment before going out?"

Lucy leaned against the door frame with her right hand, her shoulder slightly exposed. I could even see her light blue camisole. A faint fragrance wafted towards me.

"Lucy, I really have urgent matters! Next time, I'll visit you at your place next time." I said absentmindedly, I really didn't have time to talk to Lucy.

After hearing my words, Lucy was pleasantly surprised and handed me the red gift box, giving me a flirtatious smile, "John, you must remember what you said."

"You should head back home, its's late." I closed the door and hurried downstairs. When I got downstairs, I looked around, but there was no sign of my wife. At this moment, I really wanted to curse.

Lucy suddenly came to the house and caused me to lose track of my wife. Soon, Lucy came downstairs, twisting her curvy hips, and called me from behind, "John, what are you looking for?"

"Nothing." I turned around to look at Lucy, wanting to get angry, but I couldn't find any reason. Now I could only go back home and call my wife to see where she was and make plans accordingly.

"John, I'll go home then, but remember what you said." After saying that, Lucy into a uber and left. Leaving me alone standing there, a chill wind hit me, and I couldn't help shivering.

I went back to the house in a daze, sat on the sofa, picked up my phone, and sent my wife facetime, but she didn't answer. 

Was she dressing up and having an affair with the cheater? I was so insecure. 

I sent another facetime and yes, she finally answered.