At the thought that I might have done something wrong to Joey and that someone had sneaked into my house, I felt goosebumps all over my body.
However, I still decided to confess to Joey. No matter how he would react when he found out about it, I would accept it completely. It was an indisputable fact that I had done something wrong.
Moreover, I had to find out who had entered the house that night.
So I asked Joey on WhatsApp if he could go home early tonight because I had something to tell him. After he agreed, I went to buy groceries.
I prepared a table of food, but Joey hadn’t come back. He didn't answer the phone. I was worried that something would happen to him, so I drove out to find him.
But I saw a scene that I would never be able to forget in my life.
My husband was 30 years old, sexual apathy. He even hated being imitate with women. However, at this moment, he was hugging a woman with short hair and dressed in a neutral outfit and kissing her passionately.
Not only that, but his hand was also gently holding the back of the woman's head. Both his expression and actions showed that he was very affectionate to this woman.