The Mysterious Lover of My Wife
Chapter 1
My wife and I were deeply in love.
Aside from a noticeable chill in our intimacy, everything else was perfect.
Until one day, I saw search terms she hadn't bothered to delete.
"How to fake interest in your husband?"
"What excuses to use to refuse sex with your husband?"
"Can't stand husband's closeness, what to do if you feel sick?"
Lately, I'd been constantly wondering if Izzy was seeing someone else.
But no matter if I checked her phone or hired someone to keep an eye on her, I couldn't find any solid proof.
My wife, Isabelle Sterling, was a total knockout β classic beauty, long legs, tall, and eyes that could melt anyone.
Even in her everyday work suits, you could see her stunning figure.
Before we got married, every time we were alone, I'd have trouble controlling myself.
After we got married, I couldn't wait to spend every night lost in each other.
But who would have thought that a natural stunner like her could be so cold in the bedroom?
She always claimed she was too tired, sometimes not letting me near her for an entire month.
I used to be understanding. After all, as a CEO, she was under a lot of pressure, and as a freelancer, it was my job to be considerate.
But a while ago, I found a hotel room receipt in her purse.