Chapter 1
Diary Of A Betrayed WifeMy name is Suho. And this is the story of a heartbreaking experience that I went through.
"I want to tell life of pain that I went through, to save yourself, let alone yourself happy without expecting anyone to bring it to themselves ".
We were almost considered as each other's first love.
Finally, fate brought us together, and we are married until now.
We got married but we lived in 2 different places. Even after our second son was born, we still lived far apart from each other. Every weekend, Kris visited me and my sons. Living like this is hard but it didn’t stop me from loving Kris. And I believed he was the same too.
Unfortunately, my mom got cancer. So Kris decided that I should move to the city so that my mom could get better treatment. And I did. I, my mom and sons moved to the city. My family had some connection so I was able to get a job at a good company with some decent salary.
We saved up and bought a house for our family. Since my brother just got married not so long ago, I had to responsibility to take good care of my sick mother. After 2 year, she passed away.
Simple life, a couple with two children.
I thought that unless there were some kinds of disasters or plague, our life would stay the same like this. But people tended to forget that adultery happens a lot in this crowed city.
Kris is a very good husband. Husband and wife shared the household chores like picking up children, parenting, child bathing. I was in charge of cooking and cleaning.
Sometimes we quarreled because of some disagreement about viewpoint of life; I did not notice much. I realized much later, in fact those small disagreements had slowly drifted us apart. He began to crawl in to his world of movies, music, social network, online discussion board, chatting. Wife and children is a part of a flowing iceberg on the surface of his life.
One day, Kris forgot his phone at home. We did not have a habit of rummaging through each other's phone. We only borrow the other’s phone when there is something necessary and the
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