Sleepwalker's Lies

Name: Sleepwalker’s Lies
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Priscilla Lewington

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Here's the translation of your text into English: "Less than a year after getting married, one night at midnight, I got up and found that Chen Mingxuan was not in bed. He didn't return to the room to sleep until five in the morning."

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Chapter 10 The Finale

12-10 16:15

Chapter 1 The Sleepwalker

Finally, I had achieved my dream-I was married to Kevin Clarke. Being with the man I loved made my world feel complete, and I thought our happiness would last forever. But less than a year into our marriage, things took a strange turn.

One night, around midnight, I woke up to find Kevin's side of the bed empty. He didn't return until five in the morning.

A growing unease crept into my mind. What is he doing in the middle of the night? I wondered. I was filled with suspicion and wanted to question him. But when he finally slipped back into bed, he fell into a deep sleep almost instantly, as though utterly exhausted.

The same thing happened night after night. I couldn't take it anymore. My frustration simmered, but I managed to keep my voice calm and sweet as I asked, "Kevin, what have you been doing every night?"

Kevin looked utterly shocked. "Ruth, are you saying I've been going out in the middle of the night? Oh my God! I'm so sorry-it must be my sleepwalking acting up again." His expression morphed into one of panic.

Sensing my tentative belief, Kevin wrapped me in his arms and spoke tenderly, "Ruth, I should have told you earlier-I've suffered from sleepwalking since I was young. I hope I haven't frightened you." His tone brimmed with guilt, and the pained look on his face tugged at my heartstrings.

Just like that, my suspicions evaporated. Kevin's tenderness always had a way of disarming me completely.

Still, I couldn't entirely believe Kevin's claim about his sleepwalking. To verify it, I decided to call his mother.

"Ruth," Kevin's mother said hesitantly, "Kevin did have sleepwalking issues when he was younger. Is it happening again?"

Her words seemed to confirm it-Kevin really was a sleepwalker. Relieved, I quickly reassured her, "Oh no, Mom, he's fine. I was just curious."

I began to grow increasingly worried about Kevin's safety. We lived right next to a busy road, and if Kevin wandered onto it during one of his late-night sleepwalking episodes, it was only a matter of time before something terrible happened.

My best friend Hailey Dawson, a medical school graduate, came to mind. I decided to consult her. "Hailey, is there any medical treatment for sleepwalking these days?" I asked. I then briefly described Kevin's late-night "sleepwalking" episodes.

After a pause, Hailey said, "Ruth, this doesn't sound like sleepwalking to me."

"What? Then what on earth is he doing?" My heart sank, and a wave of unease washed over me.

Hailey tried to calm me down. "Don't worry just yet. I'll check things out tonight. Let's see what this 'sleepwalking' is all about."

Her words gave me a sliver of relief.

That night, around 1 a.m., my phone buzzed, waking me up. I glanced at the empty spot beside me-Kevin was gone again.

It was Hailey on the line.

"Ruth," she said firmly, "your husband isn't sleepwalking."

Her words jolted me fully awake. "Then where is he?" I asked, my voice trembling.

"He's at a bar called 'The 3 O'Clock,'" Hailey replied. "And he's on a date-with Chelsea Morrison."

Hearing that name was like a punch to the gut, leaving me cold and utterly stunned. My mind reeled in disbelief.

Sensing my silence, Hailey thought I didn't believe her and immediately sent a video. It was Kevin, cozying up to Chelsea in a way no one could mistake.