My husband is having an affair!
Holding the opened condom wrapper in her hands, Leman's hands began to tremble uncontrollably. A wave of nausea rose from her stomach. Like being burned, she quickly threw the wrapper out of her hands.
Tears surged out like a tide. Leman felt as if her heart was being ripped apart, causing her so much pain that she was almost unable to breathe.
Her husband hadn't touched her for a long time. She thought that his workload was too heavy, so he lost his sexual interest. But she never expected that he was seeing someone else!
This discovery left her in so much pain she wished she could die.
She and her husband, Dehan Huang, fell in love during their school years and got married after a four-year relationship. Their passionate love gradually turned into something calm and steady after twelve years of marriage.
Leman felt this was a normal development, nothing to worry about. Even the frequency of their intimate acts decreased over the years, and it didn't bother her.
After all, they were ageing and didn't have the physical stamina of young people, desiring intimacy several times a night.
Besides, his work pressure was heavy, and she didn't complain that he wasn't in the mood.
Leman was understanding of all these.
However, the opened condom wrapper shattered her commitment to and fantasy of love, causing her belief that she held firmly in her heart to collapse instantaneously.
Huang Dehan had always driven this car. But this morning at 6 o'clock, he had to go to the airport, so Leman drove him there.
She didn't expect that on the way back, she would find an opened condom wrapper in a crevice under the driver's seat of his car.
Picking it up, the condom was nowhere to be found, obviously having been used.
As for who used it, the answer is clear.
Although she didn't want to admit it, the truth was glaring in her face--Huang Dehan had cheated!
Just a moment ago, she failed to outrun a red light, forcing her to brake abruptly which caused her bag to tumble off the seat.
As she bent down to pick her bag up, she noticed something disturbing—a condom wrapper stuck in the crevice of the seat.
Evidently, it had fallen by accident, hence, the reason it was wedged in such a concealed spot. It would go unnoticed unless one was keenly looking.
This just demonstrated how engrossed and hasty they must have been, completely swept in their passionate endeavors, barely minding the whereabouts of the condom wrapper.
Li Man felt as if she had been struck by a thunderbolt out of the blue. Her world was spinning, and she collapsed onto the driver's seat, crying uncontrollably.
"Honk, honk, honk…"
From behind, the urgent sound of a horn blared. An impatient driver stuck his head out and yelled, "Hey, move it, will you? Can you even drive? Get a clue!"
Quickly wiping away her tears, Li Man drove away.
When she got home, Li Man parked her car in the underground garage, her spirits still catastrophically low. She took out her phone and dialed Huang Dehan's number.
Despite the evidence staring her in the face, she still wanted to verify it herself.
Maybe it was just a misunderstanding?
Maybe a friend had borrowed his car, and then...
Even though she herself found these excuses laughable, she still tried to justify his actions, just so she wouldn't be too devastated.
The sound of an automated voice message beeped from the phone: "The number you have dialed is turned off, please try again later..."
At this point, Huang Dehan had already boarded an airplane.
Li Man feeling helpless, put down her phone.
The sorrow hit her like a tidal wave, instantly engulfing her. She was like someone drowning, struggling was futile. In the end, she stopped struggling, succumbing to her overwhelming sadness.
