Two Men's Wife

I was constantly amazed that I managed to marry such a stunning woman. With her lithe figure and comely looks, she seemed to be the epitome of a virtuous wife and a tender mother. I grew up in an ordinary family and had little formal education, so I took a job in a factory. To be honest, men like me working in a factory usually had two goals. The first one was to save some money to go back home, buy a house and find a woman to marry. The second was to find a woman within the factory.

My wife, Ava Robin, was renowned for her beauty in the factory. More importantly, she had an amiable personality. She was gentle and soft-spoken. With her outstanding charm, she stood out from the crowd in the factory, and quite a number of people courted her.

However, she had never accepted any of their invitations for dates. In fact, the relationships between men and women in the factory were in great chaos. Some girls would be ambiguous with many boys just to get less work to do.

It was really rare to find someone like Ava who never went out with other men. Precisely for this reason, the men in the factory swarmed around her like flies around honey.

It took me quite a lot of trouble to win Ava's heart. In order to stand out among the numerous suitors in the factory, I took out my savings of five years, which amounted to one hundred thousand in total.

To show my loyalty, I said generously that I didn't want the money back and would give it to Ava's parents for their old age.

When she laid eyes on the money, she remained silent and just stared at me quietly, as if she was deep in thought, wondering about something.

The next day, she announced to everyone in the factory that I was her boyfriend.

At that time, I had no idea how many men were green with envy because I had found such a gentle and virtuous woman as Ava. And I was on cloud nine. In order to provide her with a better life, I brought her back to my hometown to start a business before we tied the knot.

However, throughout this period, I hadn't met her parents at all. She didn't bring it up, and neither did I.

I was scared that in case I did meet her parents, they might disapprove of our marriage and try to stop it by all means. What could I have done then?

I thought that once we were married and had a child, even if her parents disapproved, they wouldn't say much for the child's sake.

However, for some unknown reason, it had been two years since we got married. I had tried my best in bed, but there was still no sign of Ava getting pregnant.

The fact that she hadn't gotten pregnant took a heavy toll on her emotions. Thanks to my encouragement, she landed a job in sales. The job was usually quite easygoing, yet she was required to be on business trips for half a month every month.

At first, I had never suspected her at all. After all, she had always presented herself as an extremely virtuous and gentle woman. It was not until one day when I was on my way back home from buying groceries that I caught sight of her figure from afar, pacing back and forth under the corridor of our residential community.

I was about to open my mouth to call her, when, to my surprise, she took out a piece of paper from her bag. She looked at it carefully for a while and then casually threw it into the trash bin in the corridor before turning around and going upstairs.

Ordinarily, I would scarcely have noticed such a piece of paper. But on that day, I didn't know what got into me. I actually managed to hold my breath against the foul stench of the trash bin and picked up that piece of paper.

The content on this piece of paper was actually quite straightforward. It was a medical examination report for a child, which stated that the child had pneumonia. At that time, I didn't give it much thought and wasn't aware at all that it was about Ava's child.

When I returned home and presented the examination report to her, she immediately appeared flustered. She averted her eyes and started to explain in a rather anxious tone that it was the report of her colleague's child and had been taken by mistake.

I even told her that she should return it to her colleague first thing in the morning. Without so much as a glance at it, she just stuffed it into her bag.

That night, I went to bed early, yet I was a light sleeper. While I was in a daze, I happened to hear her making a phone call outside. She lowered her voice and spoke in an accusatory tone, saying, "What on earth were you thinking? Why did you put the medical examination report in my bag? Do you have any idea that I was almost found out by Landen Wheeler today?"