On the letter, in Braille, my husband’s affair was clearly engraved.
The number of times, the time, the frequency—everything was recorded clearly.
I was unwilling to believe it, yet my heart was trembling violently.
The times recorded of him cheating—indeed, during those times, he was not by my side.
But the times recorded… All of them were moments he really wasn’t with me.
My heart suddenly dropped when I thought about it.
With trembling hands, I called him. He, who had never not answered my calls, did not pick up this time for a long while.
That’s when the panic hit. I called him over and over, more than twelve times, and he didn’t answer once.
And just then, my phone suddenly popped up a notification from the weight tracker.
[Your current weight is three kilograms more than your previous measurement. Rapid weight gain can easily harm your body. Please pay attention.]
The moment I saw it, my heart just instantly sank.
There was a woman in my bedroom, standing on my weighing scale!
I could no longer hold back. I grabbed a taxi straight home. The second I set foot inside the villa, I heard coquettish gasps coming from upstairs, along with a man’s low voice.