Letting My Wife Be A Surrogate

The warm room at home was a resting place that I designed and built for Cindy myself. I learned to do it from scratch.

The temperature inside could be adjusted and maintained at will, ensuring that she would be comfortable every second she was in there.

But now, she shoved me inside and turned the temperature up to an unbearable 120 degrees!

Duncan feigned concern. "Cindy, the temperature is too high. Jeremy won't be able to handle it. Although my hand was scalded, it's not a big deal."

Cindy cruelly locked the door. "Compared to the temperature of the soup, 120 degrees is nothing. I'll make him apologize to you!"

But only a small patch of Duncan's hand was red, and he didn't even need to apply ointment.

Meanwhile, 120 degrees was tantamount to death for me who hadn't recovered from the fever.

My body felt like it was being roasted on a fire. Every inch felt painful.

I clenched my teeth tightly, refusing to give in. "I did nothing wrong!"

Cindy scoffed. "You're so ungrateful. I don't think a verbal apology is enough now."

She turned around and called a servant over.

"Get him paper and pen. Let him out only after he writes an apology letter to Duncan."

After that, she left with Duncan.

Not long after, my phone rang. It was a video call from Duncan.

I answered it.

On the screen, Cindy looked tenderly at Duncan, softly asking if he was still in pain.

Duncan shook his head with a smile, saying that as long as she was concerned about him, he could endure any pain.

The two looked at each other affectionately and kissed.

Less than two minutes later, they took off all their clothes.

Cindy gasped passionately, "Be gentle, you hurt me last night..."

Duncan gently nibbled her earlobe, "It’s your fault for being too sexy. Do you like this? Hmm?"

"I like it, it feels so good..."

"I wish I could tie you to the bed and keep you here forever..."

"You're so bad..."

Teasing words, dripping with seduction.

I had never seen this side of Cindy before.

The conversation in the video became more and more outrageous. At the peak of their passion, Duncan breathily asked, "You're so good at this. Did Jeremy teach you?"

Cindy said without hesitation, "I've never slept with him."

Duncan chuckled. "I know, you feel disgusted when he touches you. Sorry for ruining the mood. I'll stop talking about him. Let's go to the window. Raise your leg higher..."

This was the wife I had shared a bed with for three years.

She locked me in a 120-degree warm room to torture me, then committed adultery with her own brother-in-law in broad daylight.

She told me she wanted to put romance aside, but she then bloomed freely in the arms of another man.

I smiled bitterly, tears streaming down my face.

The phone couldn't withstand the high temperature and shut down by itself, and the video call ended.

However, their voices still lingered in my mind.

My heart felt numb. I clutched the clothes on my chest, gasping for air.

A sense of suffocation assaulted me from all directions. I fainted in the warm room with tears streaming down my face.