Wang Minghui prepared a surprise for his wife on her birthday, but he smelled an unfamiliar and expensive perfume on her coat. At that moment, he remembered the six times she had abandoned him for her male partners, and even stayed with her adulterer when she suffered a miscarriage. Everyone laughed at him for living like a joke.
It wasn't until he threw the divorce agreement in her face and froze all assets that she panicked. She thought she was running towards true love, but she didn't know that she had destroyed the only safe haven with her own hands.
When she was struggling with her adulterer in the slums, Wang Minghui had already held the hand of a true lover and stood in the clouds, watching her fall with cold eyes. It turned out that the smell of perfume had already written the ending for the rest of her life.
Reader comments
When are you picking up vegetable leaves? It's been more than three months [what]
Okay, okay, it's considered normal in cuckold stories. At least it's not a huge stone.
It's so well written, the woman looks so miserable, even a man can't stand it.
When are you picking up vegetable leaves? It's been more than three months [what]
Okay, okay, it's considered normal in cuckold stories. At least it's not a huge stone.
It's so well written, the woman looks so miserable, even a man can't stand it.