
I Found My Girlfriend Had Cheated on Me
Chapter 2
At night, I arrived at the hotel and watched the surveillance footage on my phone.
There was still a glimmer of hope in my heart, thinking that I may have been overthinking it and that my girlfriend didn't cheat on me.
But the next second, my heart sank to the bottom.
A man and a woman entered the bedroom, I don't know the man, but the woman is my girlfriend, Patricia.
"Your boyfriend is coming back tomorrow? So soon?"
"Oh, it's been so many days and I'm still not tired of it?"
"No, I'm not tired, no matter how many times. Let's do it again tonight."
"I hate it!"
As they spoke, the two of them kissed and started taking off their clothes, rolling onto the bed.
My fury was about to break my sanity, and my hand holding the phone trembled tightly.
The two of them quickly took off their clothes.
"Are you not wearing it today?"
"No, let's see if you're carrying a baby of mine or your boyfriend's."
"Why are you so bad! Tell me, who is better between me and your yellow-faced wife?"
"Of course it's you, she's old, ugly, and fat. How can she compare to you? Tell me! Am I more powerful or is your boyfriend more powerful!"
Patricia's face was rosy, and her expression was something I had never seen before.
"It's you! Baby! Only you can make me feel this way."
I angrily threw my phone on the ground. I just wanted to go home and catch those two bastards in the act!
But then I felt that this would be too easy for them.
If I went back then, at most I would just fight with that man and break up.
I might even end up in jail myself.
Thinking of this, I quickly regained my sanity and felt that it wouldn't be so easy to let them off the hook.
In the surveillance footage, the man said he has a wife.
So Patricia, rather than being the third wheel, she chose to betray me!
Alright, alright, alright!
I have always been good to Patricia, giving her enough money and emotional support.
She is a designer, and recently she has been working overtime a lot. I thought she was tired, so I would heat up the food and wait for her to come back and eat.
Now it seems that working overtime is not necessarily the reason.
She has a younger brother, and I arranged a job for him.
When her parents mentioned marriage, they asked for a dowry of 40,000 dollars and a house. I have been working hard to earn money just to marry her.
And what's the result?
I spat on the ground, thinking about how to make her and her adulterer fall from grace!