wife's choice

Chapter 3 Restart?
Family?
Now, do I still have a home?

The home that I worked so hard for, without complaint or regret, has been destroyed by her own hands!
At this moment, there is only one thought in my mind.

A steadfast and insane terrible thought!
I don't want to be bullied and ridiculed by her again!

I don't want to be tortured both physically and mentally!

Let her disappear completely, so that all the things she bestows will disappear at any time!
I don’t care even if I’m arrested, jailed and shot, as long as I can get the house back so that my mother and daughter can have a shelter from the wind and rain, and don’t have to sleep on the street.

This fate, I admit it!

Thinking of this, my eyes became even crazier.

It's all over here!

Mom, my good daughter, I am not a good son, let alone a good father, I can no longer take care of you, I wish you happiness and health in the future.

After silently praying in my heart, I took a deep breath and stabbed down hard.
It's almost over.

The moment I stabbed down, I breathed a sigh of relief.

This period of time made me very tired and uncomfortable. Every minute and every second was like being thrown into a hot oil pan. I couldn't bear it anymore, I was so tired.

"husband!"

The wife was terrified and yelled hoarsely.

My hand just paused for a while, but I am determined, and I don't intend to give up. Now that I have made a decision, I will not give this woman any chance to humiliate me, not even once!

"You killed me, what about our daughter?"

Hearing this, I stopped and shouted almost crazily: "How the hell are you talking about my daughter? Did you ever think about our daughter when you slept with other men? Did you ever think about it when you cheated on the house?" Daughter? Now that you know you are going to die, you finally think of our daughter?"

"Husband, I was wrong, I know I was wrong, I was really wrong, please give me another chance, think about it, if you really kill me, then you will definitely go to jail, Even being shot, Tongtong will not only lose her parents and become an orphan, but she will also be branded as a murderer's daughter. How do you tell her to face her classmates in the future? She will be bullied by her classmates all her life. She will never be happy in her life."

After hearing what my wife said, it is undeniable that my firm heart began to waver.

Born in a poor family, I know what it is like to be ridiculed, bullied, and humiliated by my classmates at school.

If Tongtong really had a murderer father, her childhood would definitely be shrouded in darkness.

Moreover.

My mother's lumbar spine is not good, and her health is not as good as before. If something happens to me, she will not be able to take care of her daughter alone.

Seeing me hesitating, my wife's eyes were not as firm as before, she held my hand even tighter, and said in a sobbing voice: "Husband, I just made a mistake because I was lost for a while, I promise you I won't Now, let's start again and give Tongtong a happy childhood, okay?"

"Can we start again?" My voice trembled, and tears filled my eyes.

"Yes, as long as we really love each other and we forget all the unhappy things before, we can definitely start over. I promise you, I will definitely be able to keep my duty and never do anything to be sorry for you. thing."

After all, my wife was afraid that I would not believe it, so she quickly raised her right hand and raised three fingers, looked at me seriously and swear to the sky: "I, Tang Ziqing, swear to the sky, if I do something wrong for my husband again, I will die a terrible death. "

Looking at his wife's serious and serious look.

My heart softened.

Of course, I didn't believe her, and I didn't intend to give her a chance, let alone start over with this dirty woman.

The reason why I am soft-hearted is purely because my wife is right in saying that I cannot let my daughter have a murderer father.

For a child, this will cause great psychological shadow and harm.

For such a woman, I ruined my daughter's life. No matter how you look at it, this deal is a huge loss for me.

After I calmed down, I recalled an incident that had been raging on the Internet not long ago. The celebrity’s wife cheated. The celebrity’s experience was almost exactly the same as mine. The wife not only cheated, but also took away all her property.

But the star's wife finally left the house.

So, I immediately had a preliminary plan in my mind to retaliate against my wife's infidelity.

As long as I can grasp the ironclad evidence that my wife cheated on me, I can file a lawsuit in the court and let my wife leave the house. In this way, she will neither get a penny of property nor take away my hard-earned money. down the house.

In this way, I can achieve my goal without breaking the law, isn't it the best of both worlds?
Why didn't I think of it before?

I secretly scolded myself for being stupid, and almost caused a catastrophe. Fortunately, I went to the wrong room at the beginning, which gave me a little room to ease my out-of-control emotions, or I would regret it later.

My wife saw that I hadn't spoken for a long time, tears were streaming down my face, and begged bitterly: "Husband, it doesn't matter if I die, but Tongtong can't live without mom and dad, just for Tongtong's sake, please forgive me. "

In fact, my emotions have returned to normal at this time, and I am no longer crazy.

I just want to take a second look at the way she humiliates me.

Maybe it's because she is held high by me on weekdays, like a goddess.

The way she begged at this time made me feel a little pleasure of revenge in my heart.

She seemed to feel it too, Meimou glanced at me with some displeasure, and wanted to get up, but when she saw the fruit knife in my hand, she didn't dare to get up again.

"Go take a shower and tidy up."

My tone is calm.

With tears in her eyes, my wife looked at me suspiciously, as if thinking of something, she gave me a flamboyant look, and said shyly, "I just finished taking a shower."

He said it and posted it up.

Obviously, she misunderstood what I just said.

I frowned, feeling nauseated in my heart, and pushed her away.

If she was so active before tonight, I would definitely be very happy, because I have been the one who begged her for so long.

Not every time she takes the initiative, she may agree. She refuses me with various reasons and excuses. She is not in the mood, too tired, you are so annoying, don't touch me.

Or else drive me to sleep on the sofa.

Moreover, she ordered her to take a shower and brush her teeth every time, at least two hours, as if there was something on me that made her feel nauseous.

But now, there is still evidence of her just now in the trash can, and there is still someone's residual warmth on the bed in the room.

The anger that I had managed to calm down burst out in no time.

"Hurry up and wash, we'll go home after washing."

My voice is cold and impatient.

My wife looked a little unhappy, but she still straightened her waist and put her arms around my neck to kiss me.

I took a step back, avoiding her intimacy.

"Don't waste time, Mom has been worrying about not being able to eat or sleep at home for several days."

"I'll go wash right away."

My wife didn't mind that I didn't let her kiss me, so she wiped away her tears and happily went to take a shower.

After the sound of dripping water came from the bathroom, I didn't stay idle, but started looking for clues left by the man who slept with his wife in the room.

See if there is any strong evidence.

I am not discouraged.

There is a saying that dogs can't change eating shit.

After the dog has tasted the smell of feces, you let it not eat feces in the future, how is it possible?As long as there is a chance, even if it knows it is a moth to the flame, it will definitely jump up desperately.

So I concluded that as long as the wife feels that she has a chance, she will definitely go out to find a man again.

When I think of my wife going to find a man at any time, it would be a lie to say that I don't feel it at all, but what can I do?
This relationship has deteriorated, even broken.

I clenched my fists unconsciously, the wound on my heart was bleeding little by little, I forced myself to stop thinking about it, my only purpose now is to find a way to get my wife to leave the house.

The next second, I saw my wife's mobile phone by the pillow, and I picked it up and tried to unlock it.

Before tonight, I would not even look at her mobile phone in front of me, even chatting with others in front of me, because I trust her.

However, this trust was destroyed by her own hands.

Unwillingly, I tried my birthday, and sure enough, the phone was not unlocked.

I tried a few passwords that I thought could not be unlocked. The last time, I tried my daughter's birthday and it was unlocked.

If you want to find evidence of your wife's cheating, it's best to know that she often contacts that man.

As a result, the moment I opened WeChat and saw the first unread message, I wished I could rush into the bathroom and strangle my wife to death.
(End of this chapter)