Lower the Seat, Lose the Status: My Wife Became a Beggar

The black bag had a striking blue sticky note attached to it, matching the one on my mountain bike's handlebars.

It was as if she were claiming ownership.

"Sabrina, you're really good at acting, huh?"

I smirked, poking her in the shoulder. "Do you know Zane's injuries weren't caused by a normal bike ride? They're from him lying on the bike while doing things he shouldn't have been doing."

Watching her face freeze, I pressed harder. "So, how did it feel? Was it good? I bet it was thrilling."

Sabrina's face went from pale to flushed with anger. "You're talking nonsense!"

After saying that, she turned to storm into the bedroom.

I stopped her calmly. "I'm giving you a chance to come clean, Sabrina. Don't waste it."

She stopped and looked at me with a complicated gaze. "Adrian, I don't know what gave you the wrong idea, but Zane is a good student. Our relationship is not as filthy as you think! You're just insulting my profession now."

Just then, the harsh ring of her phone broke the tension.

"Ms. Yellin, where are you?"

Zane's voice, which was filled with helplessness, made Sabrina's expression shift to one of concern.

"The hospital is so noisy. I'm scared. Didn't you say you'd bring me food?" he asked.

Sabrina lowered her voice and replied patiently, "I'll be there as soon as I change. Don't worry. Just rest for now."

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

After hanging up, she shot me a quick glance and quickly changed before rushing out.

My mind was a mess. I collapsed on the bed, letting my thoughts wander.

It soon got late, and my stomach began growling. I was about to order takeout when I saw a screenshot from my friend showing Zane's Instagram post.

The caption read, "Being with you makes me feel truly loved for the first time."

The picture was of Sabrina sleeping by his hospital bed.

My heart dropped.

Sabrina had never stayed out overnight before.

My phone buzzed, interrupting my thoughts. When I answered, Leila told me she had found something.

"Adrian…" Her tone was heavy.

"Zane and Sabrina met at a book club three years ago. She's the one who helped him get into graduate school and into her research team."

I gripped the phone tightly.

Leila continued, "My people found out… that there's a hotel record indicating they were together last Christmas Eve."

Christmas Eve?

That night, Sabrina had told me she'd fallen and lost our baby. I'd been devastated then. However, it turned out that she just went to meet Zane in a hotel.

I felt like my soul was drained. I didn't even remember hanging up the phone before I passed out.

Half-awake, I heard someone banging on the door. "Open up!"

I thought about ignoring it, but the banging grew louder.

I reluctantly dragged myself up and opened the door to find Sabrina's mother, Julia Elliott, looking at me with annoyance.

"Didn't hear me knock? What took you so long?"

She scowled, then caught sight of my bleary eyes and couldn't resist complaining, "Another night shift? Honestly, just quit that job. You're so busy you're barely home, and it's not like it pays well anyway. Sabrina makes more than enough to support you."

My sluggish brain took a moment to process what she was saying. As I looked at her busying herself in the kitchen, I parted my lips. "Mom, Sabrina's cheating on me."

After a long pause, Julia finally said calmly, "Oh, you mean Zane? That's not cheating. They're just really close."

I thought she'd be angry. My chest tightened with a violent tremor. Betrayal tore through me. "You knew?"

She closed the fridge with a nonchalant expression. "Sabrina's an amazing woman. It's only normal for guys to flock to her. Besides, she hasn't done anything wrong. You can't have children now, so stop being so selfish."