I never felt like I owed her anything. Whenever I wasn't working, I was by her side, and I trusted her completely when she went out to have fun. I never questioned her much.
I thought marrying such a beautiful woman was my blessing from a previous life. Never did I expect her to cheat on me, let alone play such games with a younger man.
I pitied myself, thinking that maybe it was my age, my lack of stamina, or that I just wasn't as exciting as the younger guys. She could've simply asked for a divorce instead. None of that justified her betrayal.
What hurt the most was that I had planned to reveal my true identity to her on our upcoming anniversary. On the surface, I was just a middle-aged worker, but in reality, I was the CEO of the city's largest real estate company, the Lake Group.
Two
The following day, Wendy left early, slamming the door on her way out. Judging by her temper, I guessed she wouldn't be back for at least a few days.
After a sleepless night, I hired two private investigators to follow her and finally ordered the Harley motorcycle I'd been eyeing for a while.