Chapter 3

I quickly exited the train station, hailed a cab, and paid extra for him to drive as fast as possible back home.

As I watched the driver accelerate to the speed limit, my wildly beating heart suddenly throbbed.

What if I went back and walked in on them?

Would our relationship be shattered, ending in divorce? But we'd been together for ten years, from high school sweethearts to marriage after college graduation.

Aside from his desire to build his career before settling down and having kids later, our relationship had always been harmonious.

He even took the lead in handling all the pressure from both our families about having kids, saying he wanted me to enjoy my youth longer.

But now, I felt terrified. Did he not want children, or did he already have children with someone else?

Traffic jammed just two miles from home. I anxiously stared at the sea of cars ahead.

Just then, my phone again alerted me: [Master Bath Scented Soak Mode Activated. Your luxurious bath awaits, Your Highness.]

I was too furious to speak. I got out of the taxi immediately, my hands trembling as I grabbed a shared bike by the roadside and pedaled desperately back.

But when I arrived at the community gate and parked the bike, I felt a bit helpless looking at our front door not far away.

My mind was a mess. I opened the door and walked straight upstairs,

Slowing my pace as I ascended the stairs, biting my lower lip until it felt raw.

Were they intimate in my bed right now? What if he denied it? If he admitted it, would I divorce him? How would I tell our parents?

My hand hesitated on the doorknob for two seconds. I started video recording on my phone camera, then suddenly pushed the door open:

"Leo, what are you doing?!"

Leo put down his phone and sat up on the bed, looking at me: "I just lay down and was about to call you. Chloe, aren't you on a business trip in another city?"

Seeing the lumpy duvet on the bed, I gritted my teeth: "The project was canceled last minute. I'm a bit tired."

Leo chuckled softly, then dotingly pulled back the covers:

"Well, my dear wife, why don't you come up and get some sleep? I've missed you all day."

The bed was completely empty; it seemed the person had already hidden.

I hugged Leo and sniffed him. The scent was very faint.

Then I immediately went to the master bathroom. A strong fragrance instantly flooded my nostrils. Someone else had definitely showered here just now!

I pursed my lips, crouched down to check under the bed, and then opened the closet. But after searching every corner by the bed, there was no one.

I could only look at Leo: "Where is that woman?"

He stood up, put his arms around me, and rubbed my neck, his voice puzzled: "What woman? Besides you, only Maria is ever here, and she's on vacation."

I pushed him away and walked out of the bedroom, checking every other room, confirming no one was hidden.

Until I had angrily checked the entire house, I was utterly exhausted. Leo frowned, pulled me over, and sat me down on the living room sofa.

"You suspect me."

Then, his voice softened, and he pulled me into his arms:

"I'm sorry, I haven't given you enough security. How about I take you back to Mom and Dad's for a few days to relax?"

His face showed undisguised concern. I pretended to sigh in relief, rubbing my temples:

"I must be going crazy with all this stress, maybe I'm just getting old and sensitive."

Leo shook his head, lifted my face to meet his gaze: "No way, Chloe."

"You're the most beautiful, youngest girl in the world. Don't be anxious. Go wash up and get some sleep. I'll hold you tonight, and I promise you'll feel completely safe."

I didn't believe a word he said, but just smiled and nodded, "Okay."

Then, I used the opportunity to check the number of condoms in the nightstand drawer. Sure enough, there were fewer.

To check the surveillance footage, I grabbed a bathrobe and went into the bathroom.

After rinsing the bathtub three times, I finally suppressed my disgust and lay down to open the app.

No one had exited through the front door, nor through the side window.

But when I scrolled back a few days before the first alert message, I discovered that,

Although there was no footage of them entering together, Leo had once exited the front door with that girl.

Which meant—

Besides the main entrance, she had another way to get into my house.