All Chapters of My Germaphobe Wife's Dirty Affair: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

The diamond earrings at the bottom of the trash can caught the overhead light. My wife, Evelyn Shaw, had spent three months searching for that limited-edition pair. Now they lay buried beneath apple peels and crumpled tissues. I stared at them for a long time.The front door unlocked.Evelyn was home.The sharp smell of disinfectant immediately filled the villa, completely overpowering the faint lemon fragrance.I got to my feet and walked over, reaching for her handbag. My fingers had barely touched the strap when Evelyn jerked away. She stumbled backward, slamming into the entryway cabinet with a loud thud. Her gaze locked onto my hand. Her brows knit together, her lips curling in disgust."Go wash your hands," she said, her voice flat and cold.My hand hung awkwardly in the air, my fingers trembling. Beneath the strong smell of disinfectant, another scent lingered—a faint trace of cigarette smoke mixed with cheap cologne. Evelyn never smoked, and she hated strong fra

At 9:00 pm, Evelyn texted me."Working late. Don't wait up."I pulled up the location-tracking app on my phone. Evelyn had made me install it so she could keep tabs on me, but she seemed to forget that it worked both ways.The app showed her at a food stall on the west side of town.The place was notorious for its terrible hygiene. The floors were slick with grease, and rats scurried under the tables. Whenever we drove by a place like that, Evelyn would roll up the windows, put on a mask, and have the car cleaned as soon as we got home.So this was her idea of working late.I threw on a black hoodie and took a cab over.The food stall was packed. The air was thick with the stench of cheap barbecue, stale grease, and sweat.I spotted Evelyn right away.She was sitting on a red plastic stool, still in her grease-stained blouse from earlier with her sleeves rolled up. Adrian sat across from her, one foot propped on his chair, laughing as they played a drinking game. "Bottoms up

I went straight back to the villa after getting discharged.Evelyn wasn't home yet. She was probably still out with Adrian.I looked around the house I had spent years keeping spotless, and felt the irony. White furniture, white rugs, white flower vases. For years, I called this place home, but now it just looked like a morgue.I drove to the supermarket and bought all the pungent food Evelyn never allowed in the house—blue cheese, pickled herring, canned sardines.When I got home, I emptied every bottle of disinfectant down the drain until the harsh chemical smell finally disappeared. Then I dumped everything I'd bought into a large pot and brought it to a boil. Within seconds, a foul stench filled the kitchen, hitting me like a freight train. I carried the steaming pot into the living room and poured it onto Evelyn's prized white wool rug—the one she always bragged cost hundreds of thousands.The broth seeped into the wool, leaving a large dark yellow stain. Soon after, the

News about the anniversary gala scandal spread across the internet. By the next morning, it was the hottest trending topic, with hashtags like #ShawGroupCEOGoneWild, #FakeGermaphobe, #FingerFoodScandalWhen the market opened, Shaw Group's stock plunged. Furious shareholders demanded answers from Evelyn.Amid the chaos, Claire quietly bought up Shaw Group stock from anxious investors.Evelyn was barely holding it together. But it wasn't her job that finally broke her. It was what awaited her at home.I had trashed the villa before I left. With no one to clean the place, she couldn't bear staying there. She checked into a hotel instead.Naturally, Adrian stayed with her.Without me there to clean up after him, Adrian's disgusting habits were finally exposed. He rarely washed his hair, and it was always greasy. He'd leave his dirty underwear wherever he took it off, usually on the couch.Empty takeout boxes piled up by the bed until they grew mold.He wouldn't even flush the t

Shaw Group finally went under.Claire waited until she had solid evidence that Evelyn had been evading taxes. Once she turned it over to the cops, they wasted no time. Within days, Shaw Group was completely dismantled.Evelyn was left drowning in debt. Her villa, luxury cars, and every asset in her name were seized.Losing everything, coupled with years of suppressing her germaphobia, finally pushed her over the edge.Her obsession with cleanliness spiraled into severe obsessive-compulsive disorder. Soon after, she was diagnosed with schizophrenia.She became convinced the entire world was contaminated. She insisted the air was crawling with bugs. Terrified of breathing them in, she would hold her breath until she passed out. She refused to touch anything, believing that whatever she touched would rot.People often saw her wandering the streets when she was having an episode.One day, she stripped herself naked and stepped into a muddy roadside puddle, desperately trying to wash