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Found out that her husband and his godmother were lovers.
Found out that her husband and his godmother were lovers.

My husband Gang Lin and I have been married for a year. Over the past year, one thing has been depressing me, and that is his relationship with dopted mother Yi Hui. I suspected that they were innocent, but my husband refused to admit it. I said that this kind of unrelated mother-child relationship is at best a good friend. Besides, I'm afraid there are other purposes. . .

I just suspect that my husband and aunt Hui are abnormal. The main reason is that they are too opaque and aboveboard. One of them is that he has a godmother. His mother-in-law doesn't know, and I'm not allowed to tell her. In addition, my husband and aunt Hui always steal messages in the middle of the night and delete them after reading them. Asked who he was, he lied that he was a friend. He used to steal hair, but I peeked. His words are vague.

Then I really lost my temper. Call him a shameless villain, call him too proud but still make excuses. Their affordable aunts are very open-minded, so they all call each other "pro".

Before I got married, I actually knew that he was dating Aunt Hui. However, I never thought of it that way. Because, he always called her dopted mother. Also called in public, remember, on our second date, he actually brought Aunt Hui over for dinner. It makes me nervous. I thought he took his parents to check the gate.

In the communication, he is rich, wearing famous brands and generous. I imagined that his house would be nice, but who knows, after a period of contact, I went to his house for the first time. It turns out that his parents are just ordinary workers, and the house at home is small and old. He is neither the second generation official nor the second generation rich. This makes me a big gap. He may also know what I think. He said he would definitely buy me a new house when he got married. . .

I dated him for half a year under his promise. Gang Lin began to propose to me and urged her to get married. I also made a request, that is, we must have a room first. Unexpectedly, to my great surprise, the following week, he took me to see the house mysteriously. Although the house is only 48 square meters, we can imagine that it will be our comfort zone in the future, or we will be elated. I agreed to his proposal, but also proposed that I should be responsible for the decoration.

Aunt Hui also came to see the house when it was renovated. Like an elder, he blessed us. At that time, I felt good about Aunt Hui. I think she's rich and elegant. Actually, according to her husband, Aunt Hui is really rich, but she is an old widow with a daughter. She got married abroad a few years ago. She is over 50 years old and has a food company with few rules, which mainly produces and manages local products.

After the house is installed. Gang Lin and I started talking about marriage. It takes a year from acquaintance to marriage. But what I didn't expect was that on the wedding day, I didn't see Aunt Hui, and I didn't see my in-laws at ordinary times. I asked Gang Lin curiously, and he explained: unequal status, no common language. I said, don't my in-laws know that Aunt Hui is your godmother? My husband said hesitantly, I know, how could I not know?

However, shortly after I got married, I tentatively mentioned Aunt Hui. My mother-in-law doesn't know either. I seem to understand something in my heart. I just want to get something out of my mother-in-law, because, to my confusion, Aunt Hui didn't see us at our wedding, but she didn't attend the ceremony either. During that time, she treated you like air.

After marriage, I asked my husband how he met Aunt Hui. Let's treat her as godmother! He accused me of meddling and asked me to respect his privacy. I stopped asking questions after being rejected several times. Until that time, I overheard an ambiguous letter between my husband and Yi Hui. He just talked to me about something.

He said that he used to be a salesman in a factory. Later, he met Yi Hui. Later, they and their partners became like relatives. He also said that his relationship with Yi Hui was really not what I imagined. She just wants to give him a hand, because he is poor, motivated and ambitious. . .

But now, since her husband got married, all her previous jobs have been dismissed, and there has been no stable job. But I go out early and come back late every day, and I don't know where he went. I work as a silver clerk in a supermarket, and I am half tired every day. I can't care too much about him. . .

But last week, one thing made me furious. I went to the sales department behind my husband's back and urged them to handle the real estate license for my family as soon as possible. But they said that after checking the registration, I was completely paralyzed. It turns out that the new house where I live belongs to Yi Hui. The real estate license, she took it long ago. My husband said before that he owed some money to the house and refused to handle it for the time being. It turned out that he was lying to me, too. He is a big liar. I don't know what he did. Also blame me for being too stupid, too careless and trusting him too much. Actually, all the houses are fake. . .

I was furious that day and questioned my husband. He just told the truth. He said that Aunt Hui bought the house. Lend it to us for our wedding. I asked Gang Lin what else she lent me. Didn't she? She lent me her lover as her husband. I said, don't lie to me. Divorce! I wish you happiness!

Although, he still refused to admit it. But my heart suddenly enlightened. I strung everything together. What else do you want from me? I just made a cover for his affair with his godmother. These days, I also resigned. I packed my clothes and went back to my parents' house. I don't want to rely on it. I think the filth between them will make me vomit. I must be free! This is my determination. It's just my fault. I was blind when I saw it. . .