I saw all the people from their company leave, but Patricia still didn't come out.
After a while, Kyle came out with his arm around Patricia's waist and even grabbed her butt.
Patricia got into a BMW car, so I quickly found a taxi to follow.
I saw them arrive at a hotel.
Sure enough!
I said she has been working overtime so frequently recently. Turns out she was working overtime in a hotel!
Patricia was really not enough. I didn't know if Kyle, that old man, could handle it!
I followed them off the car and quietly hid myself.
They took the elevator, and I ran up the stairs.
Watching their elevator stop on the fourth floor.
I quietly followed behind and watched where they went.
Locked the room, I patiently waited and didn't go in to catch them in the act.
If I wanted to catch them in the act, I would have gone that night.
I had bigger things to do.
I found the phone number of Kyle's wife. I got a new SIM card and sent a message to Kyle's wife: [Old hag, do you still have the face to occupy this position? Kyle has long said he wants to divorce you. You've been stubbornly refusing to divorce, haven't you?]
Not long after, Kyle's wife called me.
She called several times, but I didn't answer.