Chapter 1

Your wife is sleeping in my bed right now!

In the photo, Chloe was sleeping with her eyes closed.

Her exposed skin was covered with marks left after lovemaking.

I received this provocative text and photo while I was in the kitchen making soup for Chloe.

Today was the fifth anniversary of my marriage to Chloe.

But close to the end of her workday, Chloe apologetically told me that something urgent came up at the company and she needed to work overtime.

Turns out she was "working overtime" in bed with her non-blood-related brother, Adrian.

How ridiculous that I was worried she'd been working too hard lately and wanted to cook her a nice meal.

The angle of that photo was clever, perfectly capturing the hotel's logo and room key card.

It seemed the person who sent me the photo very much wanted me to show up in person.

With a calm expression, I poured all the soup from the pot down the drain.

Grabbing my car keys, I drove straight to Seattle's most luxurious hotel.

The drive was smooth, and I arrived at the hotel.

I took the elevator directly to Room 1806, a couples' suite.

The door was slightly ajar.

The room was filled with roses, champagne, and cake—romance permeated every corner.

"Splash..."

The sound of water came from the bathroom direction.

Then a woman's flirtatious voice rang out:

"You're so bad, you splashed water all over my face..."

My hand tightened on the doorknob.

That voice...

I'd listened to it for five whole years. It was my wife, Chloe.

"Bad boys are what women love, aren't they? You love how bad I am, don't you?"

The man laughed wickedly, his voice rising at the end.

I wasn't unfamiliar with that voice either.

It was Chloe's non-blood-related brother, the free-spirited artist Adrian.

In the round bathtub scattered with rose petals, water splashed everywhere.

Chloe wore only a revealing black lingerie set, her hands resting on Adrian's shoulders.

Adrian was shirtless, one arm wrapped around Chloe's waist.

The two laughed and played without restraint.

Adrian sucked hard on Chloe's neck, leaving a bright red hickey.

"Not there, if he sees it he'll get suspicious."

Chloe hit Adrian's chest in mock displeasure.

Adrian only laughed carelessly:

"What's there to be afraid of? Henry's just an idiot."

"He's been raising my son for five years and he's still so proud of himself."

As Adrian spoke, his eyes were full of smug satisfaction.

"Come on, I can't wait any longer."

With that, Adrian pressed Chloe beneath him...

I gripped the doorknob tightly, maintaining my position without moving.

Adrian's phrase "raising my son for five years" replayed in my mind over and over.

Those words pierced my heart like a barbed knife.

The people inside were too caught up in their passion to notice me standing at the door.

Until a "crack" sound—I broke the doorknob clean off.

Chloe and Adrian froze mid-action and turned their heads toward the door in unison.

When they saw me standing at the doorway, Chloe's pupils constricted sharply.

"Henry?"

The flush hadn't yet faded from Chloe's face, and her eyes held a trace of panic at being caught in the act.

The lewd smile on Adrian's face instantly froze.

The next second, he lowered his head submissively as he usually did when facing me, as if he were terrified of me.

After a brief moment of panic, Chloe quickly regained her composure.

She leaned forward, shielding the trembling Adrian behind her.

"Henry, what's with that look? Look what you've done to Adrian!"

I never expected that Chloe, caught red-handed in adultery, wouldn't explain or show guilt, but would brazenly protect her lover.

Adrian, protected behind Chloe, slowly lifted his head. The fear on his face had vanished, replaced by a provocative smile directed at me.

But when Chloe looked at him, Adrian immediately put on a look of panic and anxiety again.

Looking at Chloe protecting Adrian like a mother hen shielding her chick, my heart went completely cold.

"What's wrong with my look?"

"And don't you think you owe me a reasonable explanation?"

"Why did you tell me you were working overtime, but ended up in Adrian's bed instead?"