Chapter 2

Chloe's eyes flickered rapidly twice, but the anger of being questioned quickly replaced her guilty conscience.

She suddenly raised her head, bristling like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, her voice sharp and piercing:

"Henry! What are you talking about?!"

"Stalking me is one thing, but now you're slandering me?"

"Don't we have even the most basic trust after five years together?"

I was almost amused by Chloe's self-righteousness.

She didn't mention her own deception at all.

Instead, she turned the tables, pushing all the blame onto me.

As if the one at fault wasn't her, the cheating wife, but me, the husband who discovered the truth!

Trust?

I repeated those words, feeling like I'd heard the funniest joke of the century.

"Weren't you the one who lied to me first? And now you're talking to me about trust?"

Chloe choked, then continued to argue stubbornly:

"So what if I lied to you?"

"Do you know how much pressure I'm under every day? And what have you done for me besides cooking and cleaning?"

"Adrian and I grew up together. To me, he's like family! He IS my brother!"

"He felt bad for me and wanted to help me relax with a professional spa massage!"

"Why does it become something dirty in your eyes?"

Chloe spoke with such conviction.

If I hadn't seen the intimate marks all over her body, I might have almost believed her.

"Henry, you've really misunderstood! I... I just thought Chloe had been working so hard lately, I wanted to help her relax..."

Adrian timidly poked half his head out from behind Chloe.

"There's nothing between Chloe and me. I absolutely have no improper thoughts about her."

As Adrian spoke, he looked at me cautiously, as if I were some man-eating demon.

I couldn't help but laugh coldly.

"A misunderstanding? No improper thoughts?"

"Do you even believe what you're saying?"

I looked at Adrian mockingly.

Would someone with no improper thoughts send me photos of them in bed to provoke me?

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, it's all my fault, Henry, please don't fight with Chloe because of me."

Adrian's eyes reddened slightly, like a wronged puppy.

As he spoke, Adrian made as if to stand up, but his peripheral vision secretly glanced at Chloe.

Sure enough, Chloe didn't disappoint him.

Adrian's appearance of accepting all the blame made Chloe's heart ache, and it aroused her protective instinct even more.

Chloe grabbed him, looking at me angrily.

"Henry, are you done yet? Apologize!"

"Henry, I want you to apologize to Adrian, right now!"

When Chloe looked at me, the disgust in her eyes was undisguised, while Adrian's face was full of smug satisfaction.

Looking at the two of them before me, I suddenly laughed.

"Apologize... okay..."

I nodded.

The next second, under Chloe's disbelieving gaze, I picked up the wine bottle on the table and smashed it hard against Adrian's head.