Chapter 2

Upon hearing this, the girl in Cristian's arms became upset and wriggled in his arms.

"If you love her the most, then what am I?"

The girl's big eyes were tinged with a delicate look of grievance and just the right amount of resentment. Her fingers poked at Cristian's chest.

"You just said in bed that you loved me the most..."

The men beside them burst into laughter. "Silly girl, how could you believe what a man says in bed!"

"You're just his mistress. How could you compare yourself to Cristian's legitimate wife?"

The girl's eyes immediately welled up with tears as she tugged at the hem of Cristian's clothes and pleaded.

"Cristian, look at them..."

The girl's choked voice had a soft, babyish tone that made people feel sorry for her.

Cristian pinched the girl's chin and, boldly leaned down, and passionately kissed her in front of everyone, making them blush in embarrassment.

But all of this seemed so strange to me.

Cristian was always gentle, restrained, patient, and considerate to me.

I never expected that my gentle and refined husband had such a despicable side.

After the kiss ended, Cristian casually wiped the corner of his mouth.

The girl's lipstick smudged on his lips, making him look strangely alluring.

He sneered and looked at the others, "Ellie Lynn has been with me for two years. She is my girlfriend. You all better watch what you say."

Others were shocked. "No way, Cristian. Are you serious?"

"She's been with me since she was 18. I was her first in both bed and kiss. I have to take responsibility."

"Aren't you afraid your wife will make a fuss over this?" someone asked.

"What can she do? She doesn't have a job, and she's relying on me for everything. Where could she go without me?"

Others flattered him. "That's right. Your wife loves you so much, Cristian. She definitely wouldn't want to leave you."

"That's right. It's normal for a man to have one or two women outside, especially someone like Cristian."

"Exactly. Every man wants a few women outside while maintaining his marriage intact. It's just a man's nature..."

I couldn't bear to listen to their vulgar words anymore. So I turned around and walked out mechanically and numbly.

I didn't even think about going in and questioning him.

When I walked out of the club, I felt my whole body go stiff.

The night wind blew, making me feel even colder to the core.

The man who once swore to love me for a lifetime, kissed me every morning, and brought me a cup of warm milk every day had betrayed me and become a disappointment in the end.

I thought I would cry my eyes out, be heartbroken, or even be hysterical.

But none of that happened.

There was only a calm and rational realization. It was true that Cristian loved me. It was also true that he had cheated on me.

But perhaps he didn't know that Georgina, who he thought just like other women had always been stubborn. She would never tolerate any form of betrayal.

I knew that my marriage with Cristian was over.