Chapter 2

Last year, during my promotion celebration.

I booked her favorite restaurant, hoping she'd share in my joy.

I waited all night, but she never showed. My messages went unanswered.

Desperate, I searched everywhere, only to see Alex's TikTok.

In the video, Nora wore a sexy sports top, dancing with Alex in the gym to celebrate.

He captioned it: "You are the brightest light in my life."

My heart felt torn apart and my vision blurred.

Even in our best days, Nora never gave me such a special celebration.

Once I composed myself, I called her to question.

But Alex answered.

He said, "Nora's in the shower, don't worry."

But how could I be at ease when my wife was with another man?

I rushed to the gym, taking Nora away, regardless of the circumstances.

The next day, the moment she woke up, she slapped me.

"He said he'd take care of me! Why are you so worried?"

I tried reasoning with her, only to end up in a long cold war.

I grew more anxious inside. She cared too much about Alex!

She hit me for him, silent treatment for him.

The anxiety choked me, but I didn’t dare ask.

I feared hearing the answer I dreaded most.

I watched as they grew closer, inseparable in the end.

We argued, but Nora always dismissed it as me overreacting, not being accommodating.

I wanted to accommodate her!

At a friends' gathering recently, Nora ignored everyone, focusing on drunk Alex.

To take him home, she left with him halfway through.

Friends looked at me, hesitant to speak.

What could I do? I awkwardly pretended to be calm.

Her abrupt departure left me humiliated before friends. That night, I drank myself into oblivion.

On a friend's sofa, I called her over and over, but no answer.

The next day, she texted to explain.

She said Alex was too drunk and needed her care.

She assured me nothing happened between them.

I swallowed my grievances, forcing myself to believe her.

But today, I clearly saw her betrayal.

I could no longer deceive myself.

All these years, I've been the one tolerating and compromising.

Now, I've been pushed to the edge of the cliff.

This time, I won't forgive her.