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This is the third time my husband has cheated.

I'm Xia Ying, thirty-two years old this year. I work as a housewife and inherited a jewellery shop from my grandfather. I got married for five years and have no children.

My husband's name is Xie Zongming, and he's 30 years old this year. His occupation is the general manager of a new IT company, and this is his fifth company.

For Xie Zongming to be able to go back on his words in such a state, I am truly impressed by his magnanimity.

I sat at the dressing table, my body still wet from the shower and smelling of roses in my bath, carefully plastered my eyebrows, and spent a long time dressing myself up in a way I hadn't done in a long time.

This was probably one of the reasons why Xie Zongming would look for an affair with an outsider. Of course, if a man wanted to find an outsider, he could just say it out and start quarreling with him. In the end, he would be the one who suffered in this marriage.

Since he was able to find it, why couldn't I find it?

I gently pressed the skin on my arm. Although it was not as smooth as the skin of a young girl, I had my own charm.

He is a delivery boy for Xie Zongming's company. He delivers flowers to us three days a week.

Xie Zongming's network company was dealing with distribution of fresh flowers.

"Ding dong." The doorbell rang.

I took one last look at myself in the mirror, in a loose, casual silk dress, her long, soft, curly hair falling over her shoulders, with a ruby necklace, the pendant just touching the center of her collarbone, red and white.

"He's coming." I opened the door with a smile like a flower. "It's been hard on you, Zhou Jin. Come in and have a drink of water."

The man standing at the door was tall and well-built, and he had a fine figure with muscles that could be seen through his jacket. He was also very good-looking, and he looked cool and cool, just like I liked him.

"No need." He smiled politely.

I pushed my hair back from my ears to reveal a small shoulder, and I noticed that his eyes swept over it.

No one would refuse to deliver anything, would they?

I smiled as I took his hand and pulled him into the house. "Isn't my home the last one? You should get some rest too. "

His hand felt cool and comfortable in mine, and I could already imagine him touching my skin.

Xie Zongming and I had not had sex for a long time. He had been tormenting himself long enough with his enemies, and when he came back, he immediately laid down on the bed and told me that he was exhausted because of his work.

I put my hand on his shoulder to force him to sit on the couch, then I smiled and went into the kitchen.

The open kitchen allows us to see each other clearly.

A simple cocktail with a quarter tablespoon of sugar, a quarter of a tablespoon of lemon juice, and absinthe was ready, and I leaned over and held it up to the brocade, just enough to show my chest.

"Try it." "No," I said.

"This is …" He raised his wine cup and took a sip, slightly frowning.

Not long after, his breathing became hurried and his face became slightly flushed.

"What do you think the name of the wine is?" I stood in front of him, looking down at him, my cold fingers tracing his face, which was burning hot.

"What's his name?" His eyes became misty.

"Desire."

Zhou Jin looked at me, and suddenly grabbed onto the hand I used to cut his face, his eyes were filled with aggression, a look that I could not see on Xie Zongming's face.

I smiled and lowered my body, and now we looked at each other, breathing hard.

I noticed that he was still conflicted.

I jerked the back of his head up and kissed him hard on the lips, the teeth against each other.

He started slightly, but quickly took the initiative. He put his hand on my waist and let me straddle him, but it was strange that his hand was still cold. It felt very comfortable touching my skin, and it ignited a fire in my body.

His mouth still smelt of absinthe, making me drunk.

He easily took off my skirt and pushed me down on the sofa.

I grabbed his hand and held it down. I wasn't wearing underwear.

I narrowed my eyes at the darkening sun outside the window and hugged his back.

"Why are you doing this?" he asked me, sitting on the sofa. As soon as he was done he put on his clothes, and he seemed very upset about being seduced by me.

I stood on the balcony naked with a glass of wine and turned to him with a smile. "I like your body."

"Are you going to get a divorce?" he asked me again, his young face serious.

"How could that be?" The smile deepened on my face. "You get tired of sleeping alone."

Zhou Jin looked at me without a word.

I turned my head to look at the sky outside the balcony. "Men always think that they have desires, that the yellow-faced woman in the house doesn't know how to feel, that she doesn't know anything except that she loves housework and quarrels. In fact, the man who is fooled by these appearances is the fool."

"So?" Zhou Jin asked me.

"Do you think it's good to be with me?" I went over to him and asked, "If you want to marry me because you went to bed with me, I'll be troubled."

Zhou Jin looked at me with his clear eyes and then left. His pace was very fast, more like he was running away.

After Zhou Jin left, I cleaned up the sofa, threw my skirt into the washing machine and opened the refrigerator to prepare dinner. Tonight's dinner was potato stewed beef plus braised pork.

"What did I become?" I thought as I cut the carrot.

"Probably the night I first found the lipstick on his shirt collar."

"Crunch." The anti-theft door was pushed open, and Xie Zongming, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, entered, looking a little tired.

He was a fairly handsome man, with clothes and glasses and an air of gentleness, but that was only his appearance. Inside he was a rough man, and like any man who had fought his way from a mountain village to a big city, he was full of malice.

"You're back." I wiped my hands as I turned to Xie Zongming and smiled, "I'll make your favorite food today."

"What?" Xie Zongming had a fake smile on his face. He's always like this, he's especially close to me after doing something wrong, does he think that I haven't discovered anything?

"Potato stew with beef and braised pork." I took Xie Zongming's suit jacket.

"It's good of you." He hugged me.

Please, just don't say these embarrassing words of flattery, okay? I rolled my eyes inside.

"I want you." Then he picked me up and threw me on the bed. Then he threw himself at me, tore off my apron, and kissed my face without caring what I felt.

You see, he's always so self-righteous. I thought, looking at the ceiling.

How could I, who had just finished with a fresh and strong body, have developed a sexual interest in his slightly fattening body?