All day, I couldn't focus on work. Vanessa called me several times, but I ignored every call.

When I finally got home, Vanessa pounced into my arms wearing a very sexy nightgown.

I pretended to be attracted to her, though inside, I felt utterly disgusted.

Looking at her fake smile, I wished I could rip off that filthy mask she wore.

"Honey, why didn’t you answer my calls during the day?"

I pushed her away and went to the bathroom to wash my hands, feeling unclean myself.

"I was in meetings all day. The company has a five-million-dollar project recently, so it's been hectic."

At the mention of five million dollars, Vanessa’s eyes lit up.

"Really? Don’t overwork yourself, okay? I’d be heartbroken if you did."

With that, her hands began to wander.

Suppressing the urge to punch her dead, I walked into the kitchen.

"What do you want to eat tonight?"

Vanessa didn’t notice anything 

Vanessa, hearing my words, had her unhappy mood from the failed date instantly lifted. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me on the cheek.

This kiss nearly made me sick.

Taking advantage of her going back to the bedroom, I rushed to the bathroom and scrubbed my face vigorously.

Thinking about her parents gave me a headache.

Vanessa's parents were just casual laborers with no education and little money, living in a poor rural area. Their original farm was lost due to her father’s gambling, leaving the family in dire straits until Vanessa started dating me and their lives improved.

That was also the direct reason why Vanessa became a flight attendant—to get close to wealthy people more easily.

Thinking about her behavior earlier, I felt like strangling her.

While cheating on me, she still expected me to entertain her parents.

It was clear that this visit was another att

"Sweetheart, did you have fun today? I’m still the best, right?"

"Oh, stop it, you tore my stockings. Next time, don’t be so rough."

"But didn’t you enjoy it? Am I not more exciting than your useless boyfriend?"

"Of course, he’s just a block of wood, always saying he’s tired or that he understands how hard I work. I don’t need his understanding."

"I’ll break up with him once he adds my name to the house before marriage. I’ll always be yours."

So Vanessa was only with me for this villa.

I never imagined that while I gave her my whole heart, she only saw me as a means to an end.

She had never loved me.

Further down, there were disgusting photos they exchanged. My vision blurred, and I closed my eyes, unable to bear looking any longer.

Who would have thought that my shy girlfriend had such a promiscuous side?

I quickly scrolled through the chat history, realizing there was too much to read.

This man was Vanessa's flight manager.

It seemed she was willing to sleep with him for a promotion and salary increase, along with some fleeting excitement.

Thinking about this, my heart began to ache intensely.

Everything she did was calculated. I almost considered her the one and only in my life.

The promotion to first class she mentioned must have been achieved by pleasing this manager.

It took me a long time to calm down. I took photos of the chat records and placed her phone back beside her pillow.

After doing all this, I couldn't stand sleeping next to her anymore.

Such a disgusting woman—just thinking about her made me nauseous.

I lay down in the guest room but couldn't fall asleep, my mind planning my next move.

Before I knew it, dawn broke. I left without waking Vanessa and went straight to work.

On the way to the office, the private detective called.

"Mr. Gerry, I’ve found a lot about the person you asked me to investigate. You won’t believe what kind of person he is."

Listening to the detective, I felt increasingly humiliated that someone like him had taken my girlfriend.

The flight manager Vanessa was involved with was named Richard, fifty years old, with a two-year-old grandson.

He got his position through his wife, living off her for years.

Initially, he was merely lecherous but feared his wife too much to act on it.

But as his position rose, his wife lost the energy to control him, allowing him to indulge himself.

Vanessa wasn't his first conquest. Richard also had peculiar fetishes, even causing a college student to become disabled.

He was nothing short of a beast.

"Mr. Gerry, you can’t imagine—he even attends those depraved swinger parties, including group activities..."

The detective couldn’t continue, but I already understood everything.

"Most importantly, he injured that girl and didn’t care. Because his wife is powerful, the girl’s family could only endure..."

"That girl’s life has been ruined."

Listening to the detective, I remained silent for a long time.

That damned Richard was barely human.

"Mr. Gerry, are you okay?"

I paused for a long time before responding, "I’m fine, go on."

"The captain of their flight is Richard’s brother-in-law, and they’re in cahoots, though his wife doesn’t know about this."

I didn’t want to ask if Vanessa had participated in these parties.

To me, it didn’t matter whether she did or not.

After hanging up, I rubbed my chest, drinking a large bottle of ice water to suppress the nausea.

Richard was no different from an animal.

But the worse he was, the easier it would be for my plan to succeed.

The private detective sent me all the collected evidence, including the captain’s and his wife’s contact information.

Apparently, Richard’s wife was a very fierce woman, and her over two hundred pounds of weight alone was enough to instill fear.

Good, very good!

Within a short time, I devised a perfect revenge plan.


All day, I couldn't focus on work. Vanessa called me several times, but I ignored every call.

When I finally got home, Vanessa pounced into my arms wearing a very sexy nightgown.

I pretended to be attracted to her, though inside, I felt utterly disgusted.

Looking at her fake smile, I wished I could rip off that filthy mask she wore.

"Honey, why didn’t you answer my calls during the day?"

I pushed her away and went to the bathroom to wash my hands, feeling unclean myself.

"I was in meetings all day. The company has a five-million-dollar project recently, so it's been hectic."

At the mention of five million dollars, Vanessa’s eyes lit up.

"Really? Don’t overwork yourself, okay? I’d be heartbroken if you did."

With that, her hands began to wander.

Suppressing the urge to punch her dead, I walked into the kitchen.

"What do you want to eat tonight?"

Vanessa didn’t notice anything unusual; instead, she winked at me with regret.

"Sorry, Gerry, I have a night shift tonight, so I c

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