Love Died on Valentine's Day novel Chapter 2

It was half an hour later when I finally got myself cleaned up.

The light was on in the study. The door wasn’t fully closed. I was about to knock.

Then I heard a series of suggestive giggles coming from inside.

Through the narrow gap in the door, I saw Manuela, wearing only that black lace bra, posing seductively for the phone.

“Hmm, you’re too rough. You almost got caught…”

“This one is pretty, and it fits well…”

"Oh? Now? No, it’s not possible. What if someone finds out..."

After a few teasing objections, she reached up and touched her straps.

I couldn’t look anymore. My stomach was churning.

I quickly returned to the bedroom and shut the door.

The wedding photo on the wall stared at my pathetic self, mocking my helplessness.

She wanted to experience life by working, so I pulled strings and helped her get into her current company, giving her a job that was easy but lucrative.

On our wedding day, Manuela cried into my arms, promising to love me forever and never leave me.

I took it to heart, but she only went for the physical.

Six years of marriage. I gave not only my money but also my career and my whole heart.

I was still unwilling to give up. I decided to give her another chance.