The Edge of Love and Pain: My Double Husband

Chapter 1 Fucked a Babe

On the day I learned of Fanyin's cheating, I just finished the flight from Frankfurt Airport, bought him a bottle of CK perfume in the duty-free shop, and turned on my phone while queuing to check out.

A photo lay in the inbox.

The background of the photo seems to be in a bar. The handsome man on it is kissing a blonde girl across a small round table covered with a white tablecloth. There are delicate red roses on the table, and a blue jewelry box next to the roses. Behind the two of them It is a huge ocean fish tank.

The watermark in the lower right corner of the photo shows that the time was the day before yesterday, and the photo was taken by my best friend Luo Man at the Burj Al Arab Hotel in Dubai.

I suppressed my anger and called Fanyin, his voice was so sweet that one could feel that he must be smiling at the moment: "Wife?"

"Where were you the night before?"

"The night before yesterday? Well..." He thought and said, "I went to Dubai with my dad."

I dropped the phone, hopped in my second-hand Fiat, and drove home.

Fanyin and I have just been married for a month, and we live in a small house bought with a loan.Fanyin is a writer of fairy tales, earning an average of more than 1000 euros a month, and I have the bank card for his payment.

But his father has a clothes store in the shopping mall in the city center, which should be worth 40 to [-] yuan.He dotes on Fanyin very much, but hates me because I am a pilot, and he thinks pilots are short-tempered and prone to premature death.So he has been refusing to see me, and he doesn't know about our marriage.

Therefore, it is not impossible for Fanyin to go to Dubai to pick up girls.

As soon as I parked the car in the parking space, someone ran over with small steps: "Honey!"

A bright Japanese-style housewife smiles, and there are two fresh eggs in the pocket of the apron she is wearing.Fanyin is very handsome, with slender eyes, curled eyelashes, and a small red mouth, looking extravagant and charming.

I entered the house with a dark face, and he dragged my suitcase and followed in stutteringly.

I took off my coat, he took it, looked at me secretly, and didn't speak.

As I untied my tie, I asked, "What did your dad take you to Dubai for?"

"Meet his friends."

"Where do you live?"

"It's a big and beautiful hotel." He said excitedly: "It's built by the sea, it's very tall! I took a picture of you! I also gave you the slippers and shower gel inside! It smells very fragrant! "

"Is there a woman?"

"No."

"Give you another chance to tell the truth."

He tilted his head, blinked his eyes, showing a dazed expression.

I turned on the phone, called up the photo in the message, and held it up to his eyes: "Who is this?"

He stretched his neck to look for a while, and exclaimed unexpectedly: "This man looks like me!"

"Fake it! The angle of his side face when he kisses is definitely you! His eyes are squinted like yours!" I am the pilot's eyesight: "Aren't you a virgin! Is it possible for a virgin to hug a girl so erotically? !"

He froze.

The more I looked at his behavior, the angrier I became: "I've known you for two years! I took off my clothes, touched you and kissed you all day long, and you haven't been hard once! It's good now! I made a bastard! She Which country is it from? Are you satisfied!"

"My wife..." With tears in his eyes, he whispered, "How could this person be me? I have never been to this place..."

"Haven't been there?" Pretended: "This is what you call a very tall hotel built by the sea!"

(End of this chapter)