Dear Husband, Please Love Me More

Mark, who was completely engrossed in his passion, didn't take Martina's words seriously. He grabbed her arms and pressed her firmly on the bed, thinking she was only teasing him, whispering huskily, "You little liar! Lying again, hmm?!"

"I'm not!" Martina replied and kept blinking at Mark while motioning for him to look at the door.

Though he didn't believe what Martina had said, Mark snapped his head toward the door, clicking his tongue and saying mischievously, "Still lying? Tell me, how should I punish you to—"

Mark couldn't finish his words. He was so terrified to see Tessa standing there, looking at them with her sorrowful eyes. In that instant, his sexual desire completely dissipated into thin air. In a panic, he even forgot to cover himself with the quilt, wanting to rush toward Tessa and explain himself.

Meanwhile, despite being caught in the act, Martina was not embarrassed and still appeared careless. She didn't even attempt to cover her naked body and looked at Tessa languidly.

At this point, the tears Tessa had been suppressing had come like a torrent. She initially believed that discovering Mark's affair with Martina would be the most painful experience she had ever had.

But Tessa was wrong. While listening to their conversation just now, it felt as if her heart was being broken into tiny pieces, and she couldn't do anything but silently listen to the man she thought had loved her wholeheartedly.

She and Mark had been together for eight years, so one could say that they were very familiar with each other. But this time, Tessa realized that she might not have known the real Mark all along. This realization brought excruciating pain to her heart, suffocating her while her vision became blurred.

Tessa desperately wanted to beat and scold them just so they could feel what she was currently feeling, but she felt so tired she didn't have the strength to confront them.

Ironically, she thought everything was perfect, but reality decided to play a cruel joke on her. She caught her best friend and fiancé having an affair. What was worse was that they did it in their marital bed.

No one would understand what she felt right now. It hurt so badly that Tessa just turned around, wanting to escape from there quickly.

Seeing Tessa leave, Mark didn't bother to look for decent clothing and simply picked up whatever was on the ground to cover the lower part of his body. While chasing her, Mark called out, "Wait, Tessa!"

As Tessa was about to reach the front door, Mark suddenly grabbed her arm and pleadingly said, "Tessa, please listen to me."

Tessa pushed his hand away from her and didn't look back. She was already in tears.

Mark said, his voice sounding desperate. "Please, just let me explain!"

Glancing at Mark, Tessa laughed sarcastically. "I saw and heard everything. What else can you explain? "

The night before their wedding, her groom cheated on her with her best friend. Tessa thought it only happened in movies and TV series. She didn't expect this to happen to her life one day.

Martina trailed behind him, wrapped in their red embroidered wedding quilt, her huge wavy hair scattered across her shoulders. Even though her hair was slightly messy, she still managed to look seductive. Leaning against the massive carved glass wall with her arms crossed, Martina smirked and said mockingly, "Oh, one more thing, Arthur's father is Mark!"

Arthur was the adorable three-year-old boy Martina had given birth to.

Tessa looked at them in disbelief. She still had a sliver of hope that Mark was faithful to her and that he only cheated this time because Martina seduced him. However, Martina's words undoubtedly crushed all the possibility of Tessa forgiving Mark and getting back together. Tessa bit her lip to refrain from sobbing. She slapped him with all her strength and shouted, "Let me go, you cheater!"

A resounding "pang" echoed in the living room. Mark hissed and stared at Tessa in disbelief, holding his aching cheek, which now had distinctive red fingers printed on it.

Tessa's heart, which had loved Mark for years, had been shattered into thousands of pieces as she walked away from them.

Inside the Paradise Bar. The loud music was deafening. The disco lights kept flickering on the young men and women dancing on the dance floor. Clearly, everyone was having a good time except for Tessa. She sat in front of the bar counter and kept drowning herself in the alcohol, wanting to forget what she had witnessed a while ago.

Her best friend and fiancé?!

Both of them were bullshit!

She and Mark had been in love for eight years, but she never knew that he and Martina were having an affair, and worse, they had a three-year-old child together.

Suddenly, the image of Martina's smooth and long slender legs wrapped around Mark's muscular waist flashed through her mind. Disgusted, Tessa downed the red wine in front of her. She still couldn't wrap her mind around everything. Mark already had a child with Martina, so why did he have to continue fooling Tessa and act as if everything was okay? What was the point of holding the wedding tomorrow when Mark didn't even plan to marry her?

With her eyelashes fluttering slowly, Tessa chuckled dryly. No wonder Martina didn't get married for so many years!

Were they too good at concealing their affair, or was Tessa just too stupid not to notice it?

On second thought, Tessa realized Mark and Martina hadn't done much to conceal their illicit affair. Every time Mark went on a business trip, he would never forget to bring gifts to Arthur. Then, when Arthur once called Mark "Dad," Martina explained that it was because the child longed to have a father figure and casually said, "Tessa, please don't take it seriously!"

Tessa laughed at herself. How could she not notice that Arthur bore any semblance to Mark?

She was simple-minded and gullible. It was foolish of her to put too much trust in them. But who could blame her? The three of them had a great relationship and even frequently went out. Then, when Arthur was born, they had an additional member. Tessa had never discovered anything odd in all those years, let alone the affair between them.

For a while, Tessa felt lost and betrayed. She grabbed the red wine in front of her and downed it. She choked in tears as the red wine burned her throat. Despite the suffocating feeling inside of her, Tessa continued to drink it.

However, someone suddenly grabbed her wrist and took the glass off her hand. Stunned, Tessa turned her head only to see a man smiling at her frivolously.