Summary
At 2 a.m. in the early morning, my husband who was on a business trip sent a message: [Honey, I love love love you so much.]
Confession in the Early Morning was his routine whenever he was on a business trip.
I smiled and was just about to reply when a message from an unknown number popped up on my phone:
[What does it mean when my boyfriend always confesses his love to the old hag at home after cooking with me?]
[And he always gives the freebies that come with the luxury goods he buys for me to that old hag. Do you think he really loves me?]
Are confessions in the early morning really just guilt after cheating?
Looking at the piles of earrings, bracelets, and keychains at home, I suddenly understood.
Seeing that I hadn’t replied for a long time, the other party sent another message:
[Can you guess what kind of cooking we did? It was so delicious.]