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At 5:30 in the afternoon, I had just finished my work and was about to pack up and leave.
The phone on the table suddenly buzzed twice.
It was a text message from an unfamiliar number, which clearly said: Tonight, Room 2805, Huasheng Hotel, Ill wait for you.
Is my husband Song Zi busy?
I have been married to him for more than three years, but I have never consummated my marriage.
Apart from him, I really cant think of anyone else who would send me such a text message.
Could it be that he suddenly came to his senses?
Go or not? This question stirred a small vortex in my heart.
The marital relationship that has been deadlocked for three years may change today. After hesitating again and again, I still picked up my handbag and hurried to the Washington Hotel.
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At 7:20, I came to the door of the designated room.
I knocked on the door gently, but found that the door was ajar. When I opened the door, I found that there was no one in the room. Didnt Song Zimang come yet?
Before I could figure out what was going on, a womans voice came from the TV in the middle of the room facing the bed, "Dear, you are finally here!"
I realized that the TV was on in the empty room.
I was about to go over and turn off the TV, when a familiar voice suddenly came from the TV, "Little fairy, do you miss me?"
The low voice, while drilling into my ears, made me stunned.
This is... This is Song Zimangs voice? ! Then, who is that woman who is talking?
I subconsciously ran to the TV, and saw Song Zimang, who had said that the company had an important project, pulling his clothes and impatiently pressing a woman on the bed. The corners of his lips curled up, with a bit of ridicule, "Why are you so reserved today? Last time, you were so anxious that you didnt even let me put on a condom!"
"Hate you..." The woman said coquettishly, and I clearly saw the woman swaying her waist, eager to welcome his arrival.
Following closely, the mans low panting and the womans shy moaning.
Biting my lower lip hard, I stared at the two people on the screen who looked like conjoined twins.
After three years of marriage, Song Zimang didnt touch me. I always thought it was because he had a hidden disease in that area, but I didnt expect that he was not "incompetent", but was not interested in me!
If you dont love me, why marry me?
I stared at the TV screen, at the men and women who were having sex together, clenching my fists tightly, my long nails deeply embedded in my palms, but I didnt notice anything.
Suddenly, with a bang, the door was closed, and the TV screen went black, and the picture and sound disappeared.
Just as I was wondering what was going on, I vaguely heard a slight sound coming from a room not far from this suite, and I suddenly felt a chill on my back: Could it be... there are other people here? !
Only then did I realize that this was someone elses room, and it was normal for someone else to be here.
Worried about alarming the people in the room, I quickly walked to the door of the suite quietly, intending to leave here immediately.
But after twisting the door handle for a long time, I still couldnt open the door. Obviously, the door was locked.
I panicked, and the noise in the room not far away continued, and I became more and more uneasy.
I wasnt sure who it was and what they were going to do to me. The only thing I knew was that nothing good would happen next, and I had to find a way to protect myself.
I tiptoed over and picked up the glass ashtray on the coffee table. The heavy feeling in my hand made me feel a little relieved.
I dont know where I got the courage from. I subconsciously pushed open the door of the room with the ashtray in my hand.
I found that there was no one in the room. The sound of running water came from the bathroom. Obviously someone was taking a shower.
I hid behind the door and was a little at a loss for a while.
At this moment, the sound of running water stopped abruptly. A man with a naked upper body suddenly walked out of the bathroom and looked at me with a smile!
There was no fat on his upper body. The upper body with water droplets still on it was dazzling. A masculine breath came to my face. I subconsciously regarded him as a gangster. I didnt dare to look at him anymore. I picked up the ashtray and smashed it.
