When Love Disappears in A Flash!

I secretly went to my husband's company's celebration party, wanting to give him a surprise.

I looked at my husband, Charles Peterson, with admiration as he gave a passionate speech on the stage.

"I am grateful to my mother for bringing me up, to all my colleagues for their hard work, and most importantly, to ..."

He paused and seemed to look in my direction.

I also looked at him excitedly. He knew all my hard work for him and the family!

But before I could stand up, I heard him say, "I am most grateful to my assistant, Ms. Margaret Geller. She has supported me during these days!"

I saw the woman in front of me chuckling. Her white fishtail skirt was the same as mine.

Everyone started to shout, "Kiss her! Kiss her!"

Charles hurriedly shook his head. "No, no, I dare not to disrespect her!"

I couldn't believe he didn't refuse them by stating that he had gotten married.

Margaret's face was blushing, and she walked onto the stage with all her charm.

"Okay, okay! It's just a kiss!"

She smiled and walked forward, grabbing Charles's tie to kiss him.

People suddenly fell silent.

They heard something broken.

When I came to my senses again, Charles and Margaret on the stage had already come down and walked in front of me.

Margaret raised her eyebrows and looked up and down at the same skirt as hers that I was wearing.

"I haven't seen you. Did she come to the wrong place?"

I ignored her provocation and looked straight at Charles.

He felt guilty for a moment and took my hand to the terrace.

The night breeze on the terrace was chilly, but he ignored my shivering.

He lit a cigarette and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Why, I can't come here? It's so fortunate for me to see this wonderful show."

He puffed impatiently.

"I just coped with them to whip up the atmosphere. Why did you take it seriously? You were never like this before."

From what he said, if I didn't forgive him for kissing another woman, I would be irrational.

"You can bring me to the celebration party. Why didn't you tell me?"

Charles frowned. "The family can't do without you, I don't think you have time! Besides, didn't you hate this kind of occasions the most?"

I couldn't help but sneer, and tears silently slid down my cheeks and dripped onto the slightly cool back of my hands.

He thought I could only be his nanny at home.

At this time, someone inside said to him that the party ended.

"I have to go inside. Wait for me to go back together later!"

But he never came back after that.

When I arrived home alone, Charles' mother, Amanda Joss, got up to go to the bathroom.

She looked unhappy.

"I said women without parents are unreliable. Where did you go out to have fun in the middle of the night?

"I will tell Charles tomorrow to restrain you, you fickle bitch!

"Why don't you come over and change my diaper? Are you going to stand there all night?"

I was worried that her loud voice would disturb others late at night, so I patiently went forward to change her diaper.

It was already one o'clock in the morning when I returned to the bedroom and lay down.

I had a very unstable sleep that night.

I got up two or three times a night to take care of Amanda when she got up to go to the bathroom at night.

Charles did not return home all night and didn't even send me a message.