At the Dinner Party, My Husband Discussed Infidelity in German

windows of the café, casting a mosaic of shadows and lig

ll woman with impeccable m

, her face brimming with a smug sm

d a voice sharp and cutting. "Oh, why did you want to see

etly, my gaze as ca

e Shen Yifeng, " I replied,

taken aback, a flicker of s

eanor, covering her mouth as she laug

eng hasn't loved you for a long

of disgust washed over me, b

, I struggled to mai

or me to hold on any longer. I h

sdainfully, her eyes

for a second that you'll get a penny from Shen Y

int smile to c

rtune. All I want is freedo

her eyes, staring a

rightfully yours! You're just

ntly, a hint of we

esn't matter t

s marriage. It's time to

er eyes filled with confu

fathom why I would

. But it doesn't matter,

whelming disappointment. Once, I thought Shen Yifeng was m

erything ha

you wanted, " I said, my voice flat and co

mphantly, caressing her

by is born, we will be

, a whirlwind of emoti

with Shen Yifeng, watching them grow,

that has vanishe

" I said softly, a faint hi

anced at me d

you think I'll be grateful

, sitting quietly and

r own worlds on the street, ea

eded to begin

se days, " I said as I stood up, straightening my c

s. "You don't need to worry. Shen Yifeng will b

ply turning and walki

n that moment, I felt a newfo