My Wife Sacrificed Me for Her Assistant
Vanessa had trouble sleeping in unfamiliar places, so I took her to sit in the hotel’s small garden and talk.
It was only after I met her that I truly understood the meaning of a soulmate.
With her, communication was always mutual. She gave warmth instead of draining it. She was nothing like Hailey, who only ever took.
We were chatting happily when a fat, middle‑aged man suddenly emerged from the shadows.
The man cursed, “Damn it. Couldn't you at least have given me a heads-up? You really know how to kill the mood!"
Vanessa gasped and pulled me to leave. That was when Hailey timidly followed behind him and explained in a trembling voice,