Caught Her Husband Kissing Another Woman on the Spot

Alex Johnson is eight years older than me.

We met at a host competition.

He was a judge for the competition at that time.

And I was a contestant.

Because I excelled in all aspects, I naturally became the champion.

After winning, Alex asked for my contact information.

He pursued me vigorously afterward.

At that time, I had just graduated from college and was inexperienced.

Although I had never had a boyfriend before, I quickly fell for him.

During this time, I discovered some of his secrets.

This was his routine after holding such competitions.

He would consciously add these girls’ contact information.

Under the guise of a mentor, he said he wanted to train them.

But I found out things were not so simple.

His conversations with these contestants were extremely ambiguous.

When I found out, I got really angry.

So I broke up with him.

But he repeatedly assured me and tried to win me back.

I gave him one last chance.

Later, we got married.

I quit my job for him.

Just because he said he didn't want me to be in the public eye.

He also said his parents were in poor health and needed someone to care for them.

I agreed without hesitation.

This caregiving lasted three years.

I'd been a full-time housewife for three years.

After getting married, I realized Alex still had a woman in his heart.

Her name was Emily Smith, the campus beauty during their college years.

Every time he talked about her, his face lit up with excitement.

Emily was very influential in their school.

Almost all the boys liked her.

He even braved and confessed his feelings to her。

He was a step from becoming her boyfriend, but she was about to go abroad.

So, their relationship ended without any conclusion.

I thought Emily was just his unfilled wish.

A past memory would always stay in the past.

But now, she was back.

The woman who kissed him on stage today.

That was his old flame, Emily.

He put his hands on my shoulders, his eyes full of excuses.

"Sophie, it’s not what you think. Emily and I kissed, but there was no emotion. It was just some lip traction."

"Besides, Emily just returned to the country and hasn’t found a job yet. I wanted to help her get a high bonus. I thought you wouldn’t mind!"

Some lip traction without emotion? He could even say that.

This shameless excuse was disgusting.

I couldn’t help but roll my eyes.

Alex was the first person I'd ever seen to talk about betrayal so righteously.

I asked him, "If I had a so-called reason to kiss another man, could you tolerate it?"

I wanted to hear his answer.

But he suddenly changed the subject and focused on me.

"Sophie, what are you talking about? Are you still thinking about your ex-boyfriend? Do you want to divorce me and then go back to him?"

I laughed out loud at his words.

He always likes to use his thoughts to guess my actions.

It’s a typical case of double standards.

In his eyes, I seemed to be someone who liked to cling to the past.

Every time we quarrel, he brings up my previous relationship.

Sometimes he even talks big and calls me an immoral woman.

I had never taken it seriously, thinking he was just talking nonsense out of anger.

But this time, I couldn’t bear it anymore.

He made a mistake and now he’s turning the tables on me.

I stared at him coldly, waiting for his next move.

But his attitude suddenly softened.

He gently took my hand, with a hint of pleading.

"Babe, don’t be mad. There’s really nothing between me and Emily. No feelings at all. I’m just helping her out. When the time comes, I’ll ask Emily to come and explain."

"Besides, if you really divorce me, what will happen to my parents? You’ve always taken care of them."

I was speechless.

His words made me more determined to get a divorce.

For three years, I was his nanny.

A nanny gets paid, but I got nothing.

I gave my youth and my feelings.

All I got was betrayal and hurt from him.

I stared into his eyes and replied suddenly,

"No need. Even if you, Alex Johnson, sleep with her right now, it has nothing to do with me."

A deep feeling of suffocation overwhelmed me.

That night, I took a taxi back to my parents' home.