Chapter 1

On our wedding anniversary, my usually conservative wife suddenly sent me a photo of herself in sexy lace lingerie.

She said she wanted to try something thrilling and asked me to buy a box of ultra-thin 0.01 condoms.

My face instantly flushed red to my ears, and I immediately agreed to her request.

But the moment I stepped through the front door, Axel—her brother—yanked that box of condoms out of my coat pocket.

Jessica’s expression changed instantly, and she slapped me hard across the face.

“Dylan, how can you be so disgusting!”

Seven or eight relatives pinned me to the ground, all glaring at me viciously and cursing wildly.

“You look decent enough, but your mind is so filthy!”

“You are a bastard who can’t control himself!”

I was stunned, desperately looking up.

“Jessica, didn’t you ask me to…”

Before I could finish, Elena—my mother-in-law—stabbed me.

When I opened my eyes again, my phone received a text from my wife.

“Honey, I want to try something thrilling. On your way home, buy a box of ultra-thin 0.01.”

In the photo, Jessica was lying on her side on the bed in black lace lingerie, her face flushed, with a half-open box of pills beside her hand.

In my previous life, my heart had filled with joy. I went straight to buy the bestselling ultra-thin 0.01 condoms and rushed home, unable to stop fantasizing.

But after getting home, I met a tragic death.

Looking at the text message identical to my previous life, I forced myself to stay calm.

It was clearly our wedding anniversary—why did Jessica suddenly turn on me? How did relatives suddenly appear at my house?

Could they really want to kill me just because of a box of condoms?

I absolutely cannot repeat the same mistake.

With that thought, I replied to Jessica’s text.

“Honey, I have to work late at the office today. I won’t be coming home.”

I put down my phone and breathed a sigh of relief. At least I could get through tonight safely.

Jessica and I were childhood sweethearts. She had a sweet, rigid personality and had always been very conservative about these matters. Could this be a test? But even so, failing a test shouldn’t cost me my life!

Just then, the company door intercom buzzed.

Margaret—my mom—burst in furiously and slapped me across the face.

“Tell me! Which mistress are you keeping on the side!”

“You bastard, just like your father—heartless!”

She tried to hit me again, but I grabbed her wrist.

“Mom! I’m not!”

She pointed at my nose, her voice becoming even shriller.

“Then go home! Apologize to Jessica right now!”

All my life, Margaret had treated Jessica like her own daughter.

After I graduated college, I caught the wave of opportunity, opened several companies, and became what people called a nouveau riche. Her first words were, “Now you and Jessica are finally a good match!”

“I really do have work!”

Margaret yanked the power cord.

“Whatever work it is, drop it right now! We’re leaving!”

She grabbed my arm, her nails practically digging into my flesh.

I wanted to confide in the person who loved me most, but the words stuck in my throat.

“Fine, I’ll go home.”

“But you have to come with me.”

She hesitated for a moment, then finally agreed.

With Margaret present, they shouldn’t do anything, and besides, I didn’t buy condoms this time.

The moment I walked through the door, just like in my previous life, Axel grabbed my collar without a word and tried to search me.

Margaret exploded instantly, rushing to stand in front of him.

“How dare you touch my child!”

Seeing her protect me, warmth rose in my heart.

Elena approached with a fake smile and pulled her back.

“If he has nothing to hide, why fear being searched?”

The relatives sitting on the sofa chimed in.

I sneered disdainfully.

“You don’t need to search me. I’ll do it myself!”

But the moment I put my hand in my pocket, I broke out in a cold sweat.

This feeling—it wasn’t a tissue, it felt like a box!!