My husband keeps a mistress in his villa, but pretends to earn 4500 dollars in salary

Chapter 2

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On the way back, I was in a daze, thinking my husband was just an ordinary employee who couldn’t afford such a house. He couldn’t possibly be cheating.

But as soon as I reached the entrance of the luxury neighborhood, Oliver's younger brother, Liam, pulled up in a luxury car right in front of me.

He still had that playful grin. "Sister-in-law? Have you finally realized my brother is a rich heir and decided to spend his money to move out of that old place?"

Rich heir?

The term felt foreign when it hit my ears.

To me, Oliver was the kind of guy who compared prices on toilet paper just to save a few cents.

Being with him, we stretched every dollar, exhausted after work, yet still set an alarm to rush to the store for discounted groceries.

Now someone in a luxury car tells me he's a rich heir. It feels like a huge joke to me.

I met Oliver through a blind date. He was honest, reliable, and caring, so I happily married him.

I didn’t think life was hard; buying a house was our shared goal, just like our life together.

Besides, Oliver’s passion and affection in bed made me feel he couldn't do without me.

But with everything happening today, I couldn't help but wonder if his gentleness was real or a facade.

Liam, seeing me silent, laughed heartily. "Judging by your look, my brother hasn't told you the truth, huh?"

"But I heard someone was living in the house he bought here. I thought you two talked it out, so I came to congratulate you on the move. Since you didn’t know, who is living in that house?"

Liam seemed to know everything, watching me with that playful look.

I knew he and Oliver didn’t get along. They almost fought at our wedding.

Later, Oliver refused any contact between us, and now Liam had a chance to embarrass him, he wouldn’t let it go.

He wanted me to fight with Oliver and make a big scene.

But honestly, I could endure hardship with Oliver and work to improve our life.

But I can’t tolerate his deceit and cheating.

Delivering the condoms for my husband and his mistress myself is ridiculous!

I clenched my fists. Liam wasn’t much better, waiting for this moment!

I didn’t know how he tracked me down, but I knew causing a scene wouldn’t help.

Liam is more cunning and dangerous.

I held back my anger and went home, then searched the house for anything about Oliver.