Chapter 3

Bernard deliberately waved his hand at me, letting me get an even better look at the diamond ring on his finger.

With a light laugh, he said, "Come on, Mr. Goodman, don't be so nitpicky. Anna put a lot of effort and thought into picking out that gift for you. At the very least, you should feel touched at her intention!"

There was no way I could feel touched at receiving a gift that was actually her lover's leftovers.

Pouting, Annabelle cooed, "Camden, I'll confront the store employee later, okay? Luckily, I had another surprise prepared!"

"What is it?"

She took my arm and pressed herself against me. "We've been married for so many years already, yet you've never really fit in. Well, today, I want to bring you to meet my friends! Expand your horizon, you know?"

Apparently, expanding my horizon meant taking me to a chaotic bar.

When we arrived at the private room, Annabelle entered first, followed closely by Bernard.

A chorus of voices immediately called out a greeting.

"Hey there, Anna. Brought your husband with you again, huh?"

Annabelle didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with their wording, while behind her, Bernard wore a delighted smile.

But I certainly wasn't about to let it slip. Leaning against the doorway, I raked a gaze over those loud, flashy young men and women. In an indifferent tone, I said, "Her husband is right here."

In an instant, the atmosphere became uncomfortably tense.

Annabelle threw me a disdainful look. "It was just a slip of the tongue. Do you have to be so petty?"

With that, she spun around, not bothering to spare me another glance as she rallied them for a round of drinking.

The gathering started with Annabelle singing her heart out with her friends, but it wasn't long before the private room was filled with cigarette smoke.

Unable to stand the stench, I stepped outside for a breath of fresh air.

When I returned, I didn't even get the chance to push the door open when the sounds coming from inside had me trembling.

It had only been a little over ten minutes since I left, yet the atmosphere in the room had drastically changed.

In the dim lighting of the room, I could see the way Annabelle's body was entangled with Bernard's intimately.

Bernard growled lustfully, "Do you want it, Anna?"

Tossing her arms over his shoulders, Annabelle smiled seductively. "Just a quickie before he comes back."

A laugh left his lips. "How daring of you. What if he happens to come in while we're still at it?"

Annabelle answered flippantly, "It doesn't matter. He can't bear to leave me anyway."

They smiled at each other, then the next second, clothes were flying through the air as they ripped at each other impatiently.

As I watched it all play out, I laughed silently.

Annabelle truly had prepared such a huge surprise for me. In that case, I couldn't be a spoilsport.

With an expressionless face, I pushed the door open and entered.

The slight creaking of the door opening instantly made everyone in the room freeze.

Annabelle's head snapped up, and I could see the flush on her face due to their exertions.

A hint of panic flickered in her eyes, but she quickly calmed down and demanded, "Camden, don't you know to knock before you enter?"

I laughed. "If I had knocked, I wouldn't have been able to see such an interesting scene."

Slowly making my way over to them, I tossed a box of condoms at Bernard.

"When it comes to sex, ensuring your safety is the most basic of precautions. You wouldn't want to get any diseases, would you?"

Then, I helpfully stepped back. "You guys can continue now. I won't bother you."

However, Annabelle grew upset and crawled off of Bernard. Wrapping a blanket around her partially nude body, she jabbed a furious finger at me.

"Camden Goodman, what the fuck is wrong with you? As if I need you to tell me what to do!"

I explained calmly, "I'm just doing it for your own good."

Yet, that only seemed to piss her off more. "For my own good? If you really were doing it for my own good, then why are you always ruining my fun? Don't you know that interrupting someone in the middle of sex is the worst thing you can do?"

So, this was my wife. Somehow, she was able to berate me so righteously even when I had already caught her in the act of sleeping with another man.

The others in the room were snickering quietly, which only bolstered Annabelle further.

"Camden, didn't you say that you would give me my freedom? If you continue to stick your nose into my business while claiming it's for my own good, you can say goodbye to our relationship!"

This was Annabelle's trump card.

Everyone knew that my biggest weakness was my fear of Annabelle leaving me.

I was so afraid that I had always been submissive and servile toward her. Even when she hit or scold me, I never once fought back. Every time we had a conflict, all she needed to do was threaten me with this, and I would immediately apologize and beg for mercy.

Everyone present probably expected me to once again swallow my humiliation and set aside my pride to beg Annabelle not to leave me.

However, this time, I simply met her arrogant gaze with an indifferent one and said placidly, "Alright, then let's divorce."