Betrayal of Marriage: Reborn on the Day My Wife and Brother Killed Me

Before I could speak, my wife had already gone to open the door for Zhang Tao, and even tidied her hair and clothes.

That's when I noticed that my wife was actually wearing nude-colored stockings at home, which were particularly figure-hugging and made her legs look long. I rarely saw her wear stockings at home, whereas Zhang Tao had a thing for stockings.

My wife, who was once the campus queen in college, after marrying me, never touched housework. She spent her days on beauty treatments, manicures, shopping, and yoga, maintaining her figure without a single flaw, even more mature and charming than during her college days.

But I, always busy with work, rarely noticed these things. Have I been neglecting my wife, giving Zhang Tao a chance to slip in?

But betrayal is betrayal. Does being busy with work give a reason to betray me?

In the midst of my thoughts, Zhang Tao had already come in cheerfully, greeting my wife warmly, calling her 'sister-in-law,' sounding especially familiar.

He was even more friendly when he saw me, joking and laughing, and in my previous life, I believed unswervingly in his innocence.

"What's wrong? Bro, unhappy? Did you have a fight with sister-in-law?"

Zhang Tao saw my sullen face.

My wife said, "If there's a day he doesn't annoy me, I'd be burning incense as a thanks. Zhang Tao, have a good talk with him, get his mind on the right track, and stop being so slack."

"How am I being slack?"

Seeing me retort, Zhang Tao put on the peacemaker act, coming over to mediate: "Ah, alright bro, say no more. Sister-in-law is doing it for your good. As men, we should let the women win sometimes."

"Did you hear that! Zhang Tao, if he had half your ambition, I'd be content!"

My wife continued to mock me. Before, I thought her words were meant to spur me on, but now it seems she genuinely looks down on me.

"Sister-in-law, you really know how to joke. My bro is so capable, running a company and making big money, marrying such a beautiful wife like you. What am I? I'm just his assistant!"

"Humph! I really don't know how I got tricked into marrying him back then."

If it were before, when my wife said such things, I would definitely have gone to please her, smile, and make her happy. Now I completely pretended not to hear, while Zhang Tao rushed up to flatter her.

He made my wife laugh heartily; before I knew it, they were already in the kitchen busy with the cooking, while I was just in the living room watching TV, feeling like an outsider.

Zhang Tao, with his sweet tongue, was very good at coaxing women. I had thought he could only sweet-talk some naive young girls, but who knew he could also make a dignified university graduate like my wife giggle uncontrollably.

He seemed to frequently touch her shoulder or arm, like when he helped my wife remove a vegetable leaf from her hair, and she didn't refuse him.

Looking at their sweet interaction, I suspected they might have been involved for some time.

In order to find out the truth, I pretended to go along with them, joking and laughing. During dinner, I opened my phone's camera secretly and slipped it under the table to record.

After the meal, I used the excuse of needing the bathroom, locked the door, and eagerly opened my phone to watch the video. Who knew the camera angle was too poor, only capturing a tiny bit, and it seemed like my wife's beautiful legs brushed against Zhang Tao's, but it could have just been a flash.

This made me very annoyed, not capturing evidence of their affair. I decided to fill the house with cameras and post their infidelity videos online as a harsh revenge against them.

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