Summary
Zhou Yuming confessed his infidelity on our anniversary. It was his own choice to come clean.
Under a sky full of fireworks, he coaxed me into a moment of intimacy. Then, while I was lost in the haze of passion, he spoke softly.
“Zhiwei, I once swore that I would never keep anything from you.”
“I’ve been keeping a young girl on the side. You’ll accept that, won’t you?”
I was completely caught off guard, clinging to him as tremors racked my body.
A wave of immense shame washed over me. Before I could pull away, he pinned me firmly against the mirror.
“Take a good look at yourself right now,” he whispered, his breath scalding my ear. “The body doesn’t lie. You can’t leave me.”
In that moment, I knew this man was rotten to the core.
And what I had to do was grind this piece of filth deep into the muck.