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Husband Learns Yoga From His Female Neighbor

When a stunning yoga instructor moves next door offering exclusive one-on-one sessions, a mother's life spirals into a dark mystery. First her son, then her husband enrolls under the guise of a discount promotion. But instead of getting healthier, both men begin to look physically drained and hollowed out. When she attempts to intervene and save them from these bizarre classes, they turn on her with unnatural aggression, acting as if they are completely possessed. What is truly happening next door?
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Chapter 3

My husband didn't expect that I would slap him.

Jennifer exclaimed, making my husband feel even more embarrassed.

He glared at me and raised his hand. "You are going too far! Have you forgotten who is the bread winner?"

Men had better physical fitness than women.

But their crotches were always their weaknesses.

Before his slap fell, I raised my knee.

My husband covered his crotch and slowly knelt.

I grabbed his hair and said, "You can go home and have the final say there. But from today on, I have the final say on my life."

I knocked my husband down, kicked him again, and glared at Jennifer.

Jennifer was so scared that she couldn't speak.

I went downstairs, satisfied.

My son continued playing games and saw me coming back alone. He mocked, "Didn't you get him back? Mom, you went too far and didn't protect my dad's dignity in front of Jennifer. Men do care about their dignity."

I picked up the stool next to me, smashed the computer screen, and felt relieved.

My son Daniel stood up, his face full of anger.

"Dad spent his salary on this. Who do you think you are to smash it?"

He roared at me, his mouth wide open.

I put two fingers into his throat.

He bent over and retched.

"Your father bought the computer for you, right? I bought you food with the money I earned at Uber. Can I cut off your flesh?"

Daniel squatted on the ground and retched a few times, muttering, "You're sick! You're the only troublemaker in our family! You're both women, but you can't compare to Jennifer at all!"

He angrily returned to the room and slammed the door shut.

When I heard the sound of the bedroom door banging, I became furious.

I earned money to raise him up! The down payment for the house was paid by my parents, so what right did he have to slam the door?

I went to the utility room fo tools, dismantled the door, and threw it into his room.

"Slam the door again!"

My son was so angry that he was panting heavily. "Wait! I'm going to tell my dad!"

He ran upstairs angrily.

Go ahead! They could have a good life together!

The doctor said, "Keep a relaxed mood before the surgery. Your tumor was discovered early, so the surgery can cure you."

The best way for me to feel relaxed now was to vent all the unhappiness in my nearly twenty-year marriage.

I never expected that three people would come down from upstairs.

Eric and Daniel came downstairs with Jennifer.

They looked at me at the door but didn't come in.

Eric deliberately spoke in a sarcastic tone, "Since I can't sleep tonight, let's go out and have a drink together. It's better than being alone."

I watched them leaving without any expression on my face.

Since they didn't want to come home, then, I wouldn't let them!

I called a locksmith to change the lock of the door, put on earplugs, and went to sleep contentedly.