The House Surveillance Captured My Husband Cheating with His Secretary

My fiancé cheated on me in my bridal chamber, and I did my best to ruin his reputation.

Until the wedding, he said with red eyes, "Belinda, my love is real."

I really love you.

"James, we're done."

James cheated.

And I knew that woman. James had dinner with her a week ago.

He said she was his new assistant.

He said she was very capable and got along well with him, like a sister.

Screw you!

Now they were messing around on my and James's wedding bed!

I took a big step forward and slapped James hard. While they were still in shock, I ripped off the wedding photo of us hanging on the headboard.

I clearly remembered that the photographer said back then, "You are such a perfect match!"

To show my satisfaction with his words, I deliberately ordered a... large size of the photo!

I could hardly hold it with one hand.

Before that huge wedding photo fell on James's head, I kept a last trace of sanity and said to that woman, "Get lost."

Betty picked up her clothes and ran out. Only me and James were left in the room.

Without holding back anymore, I smashed the photo on him.

Then I got up and smashed everything in the room that could be smashed.

"Belinda, listen to me, I can explain," James pushed aside the huge wedding photo and got off the bed to follow me.

I listened to his pale explanation, looked at his naked body and just wanted to sneer. I rushed thousands of kilometers on the plane just to go home one day earlier and have a good time with him. But he took the opportunity to have an affair with his female assistant in our new house.

He still wanted to explain?

I raised my hand and slapped him again, leaving a palm print.

"Go explain to Satan!"

I stepped back and stood by the door, preventing him from making desperate moves.

"I don't want to make this awkward, James. Move out of this house within three days. I never want to see you again."

"Isn't it exciting to have an affair in my house, James?" Before leaving, I threw him these words.

I had been in a relationship with James for 8 years.

8 years, my best 8 years in my life.

From high school graduation until today, I never thought that he would cheat on me.

We would get married in a month.

I had prepared everything, but he insisted on giving up all of these halfway.

I shivered in the wind, and tears kept rolling down.

I took out my phone and made a call, "Joyce, the situation is urgent, I need your help."

I took a deep breath and held back the tears in my eyes.

"In simple terms,James took my money to date another woman, and I want to get the money back."

Joyce on the other end of the phone shouted out instantly!

"James? How is that possible!?"

Right, how was that possible?

When James was with me, he was the perfect boyfriend, obedient and never resisted.

Joyce once said that James would not cheat even if this planet exploded.

But what could I do?

He not only cheated, but also changed completely.

Joyce acted quickly. Although she said she didn't believe it, she quickly sorted out the common property between me and James over the years.

James had a poor family background but had the ability, while I had no ability but a good family condition.

We hit it off and started a company together as soon as we graduated.

He was efficient in handling affairs, and in a few years, the company has started to stand out.

I had taken him out to show off many times, telling everyone that I had found someone completely different from the people in our fake parents-arranged circle.

Look how capable he was.

Now, as I read these words, I couldn't help but feel bitter in my heart.

I threw a bunch of files forward, "Too much!"

Joyce held a candy stick and shook the paper in her hand, "Not much, just the companies you set up for him, the shops you opened, the houses you bought, and the cars you bought."

"I did not include those expensive clothes, bags, and shoes for the eight years of your relationship!"

Joyce pouted and approached, "By the way, did he really cheat?"

I pushed her face away and said coldly, "I don't want any of those things anymore, but he can't use my money to support other women. As my lawyer, let's have a talk with him."