Betrayed and Broken: When My Wife and Partner's Plot Backfired
Chapter 3
Even now, I couldn't believe Emily had really cheated on me.
We had been married for seven years. I was afraid she might suffer even the slightest hardship with me, so I spoiled her rotten.
She used to be an ordinary employee at the company. Seeing her struggling and often being excluded by colleagues, I asked Mark to make her my assistant.
At first, Mark disagreed, but when I offered to deduct her salary from my own wages, he finally agreed.
I didn't lack money; I started my business just to realize my own value.
But my parents, in an attempt to force me to return home and take over the family business, cut off my financial support.
Later, I gave up an arranged marriage to marry Emily, which caused another rift with my parents. I haven't been in contact with them for three years now.
To give Emily a better life, I worked day and night. When I got home, I would do the housework, truly treating her like a queen.
But now, she had betrayed me.
During my bankruptcy and downfall, she was having an affair with Mark in the company office, and now she wanted me to explain it away for her.
Why should I?
What right did she have to treat me like this?
Anger rushed to my head, and at this moment, I could no longer control myself. I exposed her on the spot.
"Emily, do you take me for a fool? Don't think I don't know about your dirty business with Mark!"
Emily was stunned, then picked up her handbag and hit me hard on the head with it.
"Jack, you've grown some nerve! How dare you point your finger at me and speak to me in such a loud voice!"
I had already suffered a heavy blow in the business world during the day, and I was physically and mentally exhausted. I felt dizzy and sick.
She hit my head so hard that I felt like I was about to pass out.
Even though I tried to maintain my composure, the pain in my heart still came like a flood.
I was in so much pain that I could barely breathe, gritting my teeth hard.
"You knew about us, yet you still called that old woman over! You deliberately wanted to embarrass me, didn't you?"
"You useless piece of trash, why didn't you just die from bankruptcy today!"
"Mark is from a rich family. It's your honor that he's interested in your wife! Do you think he gave you so many business opportunities because of your few lousy business ideas?"
"Hurry up and record that clarification video for me. If Mark isn't happy at home, don't think you'll have an easy time at home either!"
I was hit so hard that I felt dizzy, my heart aching as if it was about to break.
Using my good hand, I grabbed Emily's arm tightly and threw her to the side.
I had never been as angry as I was at this moment, my voice almost tearing my throat:
"Emily, you're just Mark's used-up plaything! You have a husband, and he has a wife. You two doing such shameless things, how can you face me?"
"Now you want me to clarify things for him? What should I clarify? That you two are having an affair?"
Emily fell to the ground, looking at me in disbelief.
I had never spoken a harsh word to her before, and she didn't expect that I actually had a temper.
She became furious with embarrassment and pointed at me angrily:
"Jack, you can insult me, but you have no right to insult Mark!"
She waved her new smartphone and the clothes she was wearing.
"If it weren't for Mark, could I live such a good life? Your little income is barely enough to make ends meet. How could I hold my head high in front of my friends?"
"When I first met you, you dressed decently and were willing to spend money on me. I thought you were quite rich, but it turns out it was all for show! Did you trick me into marrying you just to make me suffer and struggle with you?"
"Jack, you deceived me first by pretending to be rich! Why should I, Emily, have to live a hard life with you? I haven't asked for a divorce for the sake of our child, you should be grateful for that!"
She stood up in front of me, looking down at me arrogantly and smugly:
"But you need to understand something! From now on, when Mark and I are intimate, you stay far away. Don't interfere with our good times!"
"I really don't want to look at you for another second now. Seeing your pathetic face makes me angry!"
At this moment, Emily's phone rang. She picked it up and looked at it, a smile involuntarily appearing on her face.
When she turned to look at me again, her expression darkened:
"Record the clarification video yourself and send it to me. Mark needs me for something urgent, I have to go!"
With that, she slammed the door and left.
I was shaking with anger, waves of pain washing over my heart.
I got up, wanting to chase after Emily and argue with her, but as soon as I stood up, I fell heavily to the ground.
I buried my head in my knees, letting out bursts of painful cries.
Seven years of marriage, I had given her my heart and soul, but she had stabbed me in the back!
She not only trampled on my true feelings but also on my dignity!
In her heart, I was just a lowly, humble piece of trash, while Mark was her beloved!
I laughed coldly.
So every time she stayed late at the office under the pretext of discussing plans for me, she was actually having an affair with Mark in the office!
No wonder she always made excuses about being tired and wouldn't let me touch her. Even when she agreed once after my repeated begging, it was just perfunctory.
But when she was having an affair with Mark, she played so uninhibitedly, so shamelessly!
I punched the ground hard, gritting my teeth, tasting blood in my mouth.
I really wanted to rush to the company right now and beat this pair of scoundrels to death, then jump from the top of the building!
But I couldn't.
I still have an adorable son. He's only six years old. I can't let him become an orphan at such a young age.
Thinking of the son I had raised single-handedly, tears streamed down my face. He was so sweet and sensible.
I lay back on the sofa. I need to get out of this predicament quickly, then take my son away from here.