APKDock Logo
Chapters
share
The 101st Betrayal Novel Cover

The 101st Betrayal

For the hundredth time, he pleaded with Fannie to accompany him and his dying father to Los Angeles. She promised she would, but when his father passed away in grief, she was nowhere to be found. Instead, her secretary posted an intimate photo of them together just miles away. Confronted with her betrayal, Fannie coldly suggested a divorce—her hundred and first time threatening to end their marriage. But when he finally agrees to let her go, she suddenly realizes the cost of her regret.
Chapters
share

Chapter 2

I didn't dare to continue to recall and struggled to wake up from my dream.

When the plane landed, I took a taxi home.

It was not until late at night on the third day that Fannie came back.

"Didn't I tell you to wait for me? Why did you break your promise?"

Suddenly waking up, I had a headache and asked in a daze, "Do you want me to wait for you at the airport alone for three days and three nights?"

Fannie pursed her lips and said, "Forget it. I don't want to argue with you. Get up and cook me a bowl of noodles."

I didn't answer and rolled up my quilt, continuing to sleep.

Fannie threw away her suitcase unhappily and said, "How unfortunate I am to have married a man like you."

With that, she slammed the door and left.

I didn't set the alarm clock and slept until I woke up naturally.

According to my last routine, I would have gotten up at six o'clock, ironed her clothes, and cooked for her.

However, Fannie was not satisfied with the clothes that I had ironed. She thought Evan did a better job than me.

She thought that the light dishes I cooked were tasteless.

When the food was strong enough, she complained it was greasy and unhealthy.

The food I made in a few hours could not compare to a bowl of noodles made by Evan.

Since that was the case, there was no need for me to serve her so enthusiastically.

But today, Fannie prepared breakfast herself.

She ate her porridge without raising her head.

"I'm sad about your father's death, but you don't have to mess with me on such a day."

"What day?" I was stunned.

She took out a gift box from behind her.

"Edwin, you really disappointed me. You've even forgotten our sixth anniversary..."

Halfway through her sentence, she was stunned.

"What happened to your head?"

"When you were cooking chicken soup for Evan, I just finished dealing with my father's funeral. Altitude sickness made me roll down the hill, knocking on stones and getting wet."

I spread out my hands. "It's no big deal. His cold is more serious."

Fannie looked at me with her blue eyes, which were full of emotions that I couldn't understand.

After a long while, she said, "Let's eat first. You like seafood porridge. Let's see if you like the gift after you finish eating."

"No need. Today is July 20th, but our wedding anniversary is June 20th.

"It's been a month. By the way, I'm allergic to seafood."

I didn't want a gift that was too late.

I didn't want love and care that was too late.

It was Evan who loved seafood porridge.

It was also Evan who liked gifts.

All the time all I wanted was her company.

Fannie was silent for a moment.

"I've been too busy with work recently. I just went on a business trip to Los Angeles. Don't think too much. Evan is young. There's no need for you to mind a young man. Besides, there's nothing between me and him..."

At the mention of Evan, Fannie became talkative.

I couldn't be bothered to expose her. The two of them only booked one room on their business trip.

So I said perfunctorily, "You're right."

Sensing my attitude, Fannie was a little unhappy.

She threw down her fork and knife heavily.

"Edwin, don't be so unreasonable. You're a man, but you rely on me to feed you. What are you dissatisfied with?"

I didn't reply. I was reading the divorce agreement sent by the lawyer.

Fannie continued to lecture me. "I'm talking to you. What are you doing?

"You read stupid novels on the Internet all day long. So you're stupid as well. Can't you learn from Evan? See how smart and decent he is."

In the past, I would definitely feel inferior and sad when I heard that.

I would doubt myself and tremble with apprehension.

In the end, I would humbly apologized to Fannie.

But now, I only felt that she was annoying.

"I have something to do, so I'll go first."

"Edwin, I haven't finished yet!"

She reached out to pull me, but I avoided her touch in disgust.

She had never listened to me carefully for so many years.

Every time I was a little naggish, she would be unhappy. Then she would slam the door and leave. I was alone at home feeling sad.

She was not the only one in this house who could leave and go back as pleased.

I didn't want to see her again, so I drove straight to the lawyer's office.