"Yan Shao, it's not very kind of you, isn't it? Your wife is still watching."
The woman looked seductively at the man beneath her, her face full of allure.
The man glanced coldly towards the woman at the doorway, "Why are you still here?"
Han Duo Duo stared at the man and woman on the bed, who had already stripped down to their underwear, and wordlessly left the room.
Tears of grievance dripped from her beautiful crescent eyes. It wasn't the first time Lin Ze Yan had brought a woman home, but every time she saw him with another woman, she couldn't help feeling sad.
"Missus, what's wrong? Are you not feeling well?"
Mama Li kindly asked.
"I'm fine, just a bit tired. Is the guest room ready?"
Mama Li nodded; whenever the young master brought a woman home, the missus would be sent to the guest room.
"Ah, thank you, Mama Li. I'm tired, I'll go rest now."
She rushed into the guest room, looking at her tear-streaked reflection in the mirror, "Han Duo Duo, why is your skin so thick? He's like this and yet, why won't you divorce him? Can't you live without him?"
However, her tears told her the answer. The more heartbroken she was, the truer her love was.
It had been three years since she and Lin Ze Yan got married.
From her birth, she was born with a golden spoon in her mouth. Her parents and brother always treated her like a pearl in the palm of their hands. The first person she ever liked was Lin Ze Yan. She married him before she even formally graduated from college, both families were of equal status.
Everything was as beautiful as in a fairy tale.
The only flaw was that Lin Zeyan did not love her.
Not only did he not love her, he even despised her.
He never touched Han Duoduo. He would fly into a rage if she dared to touch him or even came too close. Yet, he insisted on sharing a bed with her for three years.
He once mentioned that he wanted her to experience the pain of longing for something she could never have.
In love, the one who loves more is always more humble.
Han Duoduo, the winner in life, found herself stuck in a nightmare after marriage.
Lin Zeyan loved to bring other women home, making love in front of Han Duoduo.
She knew he did this to humiliate her, but she couldn't understand why he held such animosity towards her.
If he truly didn't love her, why did he marry her?
Thinking about this, tears welled up uncontrollably in her eyes again.
After what has felt like forever, there was a knock on the door.
"Miss, the master has finished," someone said.
"I know, I'll be there in no time," she replied.
Han Duoduo washed her tear-streaked face and headed towards Lin Zeyan's room.
Each step she took was weighed down with heavy emotions. She was going in to pick up the pieces.
This was Lin Zeyan's punishment for her. There wasn't a scarcity of servants at home, but every time he brought a woman home, Han Duoduo was bound to clean up by herself.
In the room, the strong scent of perfume still lingered. The seductive woman was no longer present, leaving only Lin Zeyan standing by the window.
Wrapped only in a bath towel, his perfect figure was on display. His hair was slightly damp, showing he had just taken a bath.
"Have you seen enough?" His voice was deep yet captivating, devoid of warmth.
Han Duoduo's face flushed as she hastily averted her gaze and began tidying the bed, which was the aftermath of his pleasure with another woman.
After changing the bed sheets and quilt cover, sweat had started forming on the woman's back.
"Okay, I will go back to rest now," Han Duoduo said in a low voice.
"Won't you stay and sleep?" the man's lips curling up in a mischievous smile.
"No, I'm all sweaty and need to take a bath. You've had a long day too, rest early," she replied.
