After My Rebirth, I Discovered My Wife's Shocking Secrets

That place marked the pivotal shift in my fate.

"Honey, would you like to take a break? The service area is just ahead," I inquired cautiously.

"You're such a failure. Complaining of fatigue after such a short drive. No wonder you can't earn a penny."

"I'm merely concerned about your and our son's comfort."

"Fine, let's stop for a breather." Cathy seemed somewhat reluctant. After all, she yearned to reach her parents' home swiftly and feared I might waver in my decision.

Upon reaching the service area, I stepped out to fetch food for Paul and also procured an array of beverages for Cathy, allowing her to select her preference.

"Benjamin, are you out of your mind? Buying so many drinks. What if I need to use the restroom on the journey?" Cathy pointed and berated me, drawing amused glances from onlookers.

"My oversight. I apologize, dear."

"You're from a destitute background, devoid of intellect, just like your worthless parents!"

"Cathy, have you vented enough? It's one thing if you lash out at me, but why persist in insulting my parents? What do you seek?"

The stark contrast between my deference on the way and my sudden outburst left Cathy momentarily stunned.

"Why are you so harsh to my mother? Your parents are good for nothing!" Paul approached and shoved me.

"Paul, I've made it clear that you can no longer speak ill of your elders!" I glared at Paul, my anger palpable.

The truth was, I was genuinely enraged.

"Benjamin, are you insane?"

"You're insane, too!"

Cathy slapped me.

I climbed back into the car and locked the doors, having no intention of waiting for them.

Cathy called out to me several times, but I remained unresponsive. It wasn't until I had passed two highway junctions that I turned around to retrieve them.

"I'm sorry, dear. I shouldn't have abandoned you. Are you cold?" I removed my coat and draped it over Cathy.

"Well, what disputes between a couple can't resolve? It's inconsiderate to leave someone behind during the festive season. Don't repeat this next time."

The policeman lectured me and turned to Cathy. "Can't you temper your outbursts? It's Christmas. Why not discuss matters amicably?"

It was only after Cathy reentered the car that I learned she had called the police. Upon their arrival, the police questioned those nearby and almost pieced together the entire story. Just as they were about to contact me, they spotted me turning around from the surveillance camera.

"I'm sorry."

"Just drive." Cathy was likely wary that I might abandon her and Paul again, so she was unusually subdued for the remainder of the journey.

By the time we reached Cathy's parents' house, dusk had fallen.

"Why are you so late?" Cathy's mother, Judy Bruce, took the items from my hands with displeasure.

"Ask him, and you'll find out." Cathy retorted sarcastically as she changed her shoes.

"It's alright. We encountered a minor issue on the way."

Cathy shot me a glare and retreated to the bedroom.

Judy followed her in.

Half an hour later, Cathy emerged with teary eyes, trailed by Judy, whose face was a mask of anger.

"Benjamin, we entrusted Cathy to you, seeing how well you treated her. How could you commit such an act?" Judy served water to Cathy and Paul, launching into a lecture before even allowing us to dine.

"What's wrong?" Jack Bruce, Cathy's father, handed Cathy a peeled apple. Though unaware of the specifics, he cast a hostile gaze at me.

Cathy recounted the events on the road, omitting the insults she had hurled at my parents.