For some reason, every time the woman in the red cloak appeared, my nerves would instantly tense up.
Although the night was dark and I couldn't clearly see her face, it was easy for me to associate this woman with my wife, Lu Wan.
Judging from her clothing and figure, she looked remarkably like Lu Wan, so I kept suspecting that she might actually be my wife.
Keep in mind, my wife had just undergone a surgical abortion a few days ago—could she really be so reckless as to ignore her health and be so eager to meet her lover?
To be honest, I truly wanted to step forward and stop the woman in the red cloak right then, but my reason told me I couldn't.
Ding Yahong's gaze also fixed on the woman in the red cloak; clearly, she understood that this was the key player today.
Watching the woman in the red cloak enter the hotel, I felt as if I had just been hit with a heavy blow, an indescribable ache in my heart.
Seeing my expression, Ding Yahong asked, "Do you still hold hope for your wife?"
I was too angry to respond because this matter simply defied explanation.
Every moment felt unbearably difficult; if it weren't for the fear of being discovered, I would have gotten out of the car to smoke a cigarette.
Another half hour passed, and Ding Yahong said, "It's about time—we should get out of the car!"
After stepping out, I followed behind Ding Yahong, my heart a storm of mixed emotions.
As we passed through the lobby, I felt like a thief.
Ding Yahong seemed very familiar with the place, walking straight across the lobby to the elevator.
Riding up, I silently wished the person inside was not my wife.
We arrived on the eighth floor, and the surroundings were quiet.
As we walked deeper down the hallway, I realized fear was creeping in.
I was afraid it really was my wife, afraid the family I had worked so hard to create would be ruined instantly.
It felt like a gambler putting all their fortune on one last bet—before the outcome was revealed, the gambler's heart would inevitably be fearful.
Soon, Ding Yahong stopped outside a guest room. I immediately understood we had reached our destination.
She looked at me and asked, "Should I knock or will you?"
The matter had to be faced. I thought for a moment and said, "I'll do it."
With a nervous heart, I finally knocked on the door.
A low, masculine voice came from inside—very pleasant to hear.
No wonder he was a handsome guy; even his voice was charming.
This proved that lust is not just a male nature but also female nature.
I didn't reply to his question but knocked again.
Perhaps feeling impatient, the door opened easily.
A man in just his underwear appeared, sizing me up.
At first glance, I was startled.
He was very tall—about 1.8 meters—with a perfect physique.
More importantly, he had an attractive face, with sharp features and bright eyes that could captivate any woman.
No wonder Lu Feng was still nostalgic about his old flame—he truly had extraordinary charm.
In front of such a campus heartthrob, I felt utterly inadequate.
Now I understood why pursuing Lu Wan was so difficult at first; I was facing an incredibly strong rival—how could I not lose?
At first, Lu Feng looked somewhat angry at me, but he quickly spotted who was behind me.
"Yahong, what are you doing here?"
I could feel the tremor in Lu Feng's voice; clearly, he was extremely nervous.
Ding Yahong said nothing, simply pushing the door open.
At this moment, the bathroom door was locked tight, and water could be heard running.
It seemed the cheating couple had not yet finished their deed.
But even so, the evidence was enough—a single man and woman checking into a hotel could hardly be there just to chat.
I followed Ding Yahong into the room.
There, I saw the red cloak resting on a chair.
I knew that cloak well—it was something my wife had saved up for a long time to buy.
When she first bought it, she flitted about like a child, insisting on showing it to me.
I admitted that when my wife wore that red cloak, paired with her perfectly sexy baby face, I thought she was the most beautiful woman in the world.
That was one of the main reasons I loved her so much.
But now, seeing that cloak again felt like someone stabbing me in the chest.
I was nearly certain that the person taking a shower inside the bathroom was my wife.
Besides the cloak, I also noticed a set of women's lingerie.
The bra was pink and looked very sexy.
In my memory, my wife had never owned such lingerie, which puzzled me.
More importantly, the panties—a bright red pair.
Though I had never seen my wife wear red panties before, I knew she had such a pair.
Now I finally understood why she wore red panties—it was to meet her lover.
Rage filled my mind.
Hearing the sound of flowing water from the bathroom, I wanted to burst the door down to see what shameful state my wife was in.
Ding Yahong sat heavily on the bed, glaring angrily at Lu Feng, and asked, "Lu Feng, what have I done wrong to you for you to treat me like this?"
Lu Feng's expression was naturally very unpleasant; he couldn't utter a word.
Suddenly, the water stopped running, as if the one inside sensed something was wrong.
I could feel the fear of the person within.
Thinking of Lu Wan's usual high-and-mighty attitude, especially her expression when caught today, for some reason, a strange satisfaction welled up inside me.
Ding Yahong continued, "Lu Feng, if you really can't forget Lu Wan, fine, I agree to divorce you. I don't want to live this miserable life any longer."
Lu Feng suddenly knelt in front of his wife and said, "Yahong, I know I've wronged you all these years. I was wrong. Can you forgive me once more?"
Ding Yahong turned her head away without even looking at Lu Feng.
But deep down, I knew she still loved Lu Feng. If he repented sincerely, they could still have a happy life.
What about my relationship with Lu Wan?
I still couldn't be sure if she truly loved me the most, but after this, there would undoubtedly be an irreparable rift.
No matter how I looked at it, I was a complete loser—losing everything.
I picked up the lingerie from the bed and went to the bathroom door, pushing it gently.
The door remained firmly locked. No one knew what was happening inside.
I knocked on the bathroom door but got no response.
Was she planning to stay naked inside forever?
Since I had said nothing, she probably didn't know I was here.
So I decided to reveal myself.
I said, "No matter what's happened, put on your clothes first. We can talk things through."
After a moment, the voice inside replied, "Alright, then please pass me my clothes."
Hearing that voice, I felt it was unfamiliar—not my wife's voice.
Given that my wife just had surgery, she wouldn't be capable of such an act so soon, so this must not be her.
A rush of joy filled my heart—if true, it meant my wife had never betrayed me.
Though my wife had a regrettable past, who doesn't have one? If I held a grudge because of it, that wouldn't be fair to her.
Soon, the bathroom door creaked open slightly, and I passed in all the clothes.
Ding Yahong was not happy—she wanted to open the bathroom door and confront the person inside.
At that moment, I stepped in front of Ding Yahong.
Faced with my imposing figure, she clearly couldn't get past me.
Her eyes glowed red as she asked, "Zhao Jian, how can you defend such a slut?"
I frowned and said, "Let's wait until she comes out and talk properly. Anger won't solve anything."
Ding Yahong said, "Fine, I expect a reasonable explanation from you today."
At that moment, Lu Feng's gaze turned to me.
In his memory, he seemingly didn't know me, but from my conversation with Ding Yahong, it was clear I was involved in this matter too.
Ding Yahong seemed to catch his thoughts and said, "To prove your affair, I specifically brought Lu Wan's husband here. Let's see how you adulterers face people in the future."
Now I understood why Lu Feng disliked Ding Yahong—her personality was very different from my wife's.
When Lu Feng realized who I was, his gaze toward me became strange. Even I couldn't fully understand that look.
Just then, the bathroom door finally opened, and a woman wearing the red cloak stepped out.