Revenge

A voice message had shattered Amanda’s dreams about her happy marriage and overturned her view of his perfect husband; Bill Fu was having an affair!?

"Babe, I miss you, I'll be waiting for you at our old place tonight, and remember to wear my favorite black bra...She's flying to Paris again; so, babe, let’s meet up and I will show you some new tricks tonight!”

Bill Fu’s voice cannot be more familiar to Amanda, except for that erotic tone; it contradicted his chaste and serious image of usual; gripping the phone fiercely, Amanda’s hands were trembling.

Juan Family was S City's leading rich family with its main industries including the real estate and chain hotels; being an only daughter, Amanda had been privileged in the Juan Family; and as her husband, Bill Fu was deemed as a perfect match with his handsome appearance, profound educational background, graceful manner and oversea study experience. Lord Juan treated him as if he was his own son.

They got married right after Amanda graduated and returned from abroad. Bill Fu had been such a gentle man and supportive husband to her as she started building up her own cause; he was also growing in her heart with time and as everyone envied such a perfect match of them.

Three years marriage had not gifted them any baby child yet, even though her parents were praying all day long; Today, she was due to fly to Paris for Fashion Week, but was delayed by a trip to the hospital to pick up a pregnancy-test report. Ironically, her extreme joy at the great news on the report stopped abruptly at the voice message...

Amanda did not see Bill Fu being mistreated by any means in this marriage; he and her cause were her everything; his vow to take her as his lifetime wife and to love her, take care of her till death did them part was still ringing in her ears when three years ago her father walked her down the aisle and handed her over to him. So, that was how he loved her and took care of her by sleeping with other woman?

Amanda knew he was having an affair for sure; it was so like an old TV drama in which the mistress trying to replace the lawful wife and took over all the assets; only difference was, Bill Fu was, in the end, a live-in son-in-law to Juan Family; the divorce would leave him nothing.

Everything was endurable, but not infidelity and betrayal!

Amanda was boiling with anger.

Old place?

Well, she wanted to see how crazy could they go!

She called her friend, Lydia Du, "Lydia, help me check if this ID number has been checked into any hotel recently."

Lydia Du had her own magic ways with her special profession but was still surprised: "Bill Fu? Amanda, what's going on? What's wrong with Bill Fu? Why are you checking on him?"

Amanda tried to remain her composure. "Just tell me what I asked. I'll fill you in later."

and said: "The most frequented hotel was...'Royal

ironic joke.

a chain hotel owned

job,

till tomorrow. She had no one to talk to. But on other hand, what was there

involuntarily. She just felt lost. Love would wither and

was only 25 years old and had a bunch of great time ahead; she did not rely on Bill Fu, why should she, especially while he

clean clothes, and went out after the evening closed

which room Bill Fu was

Amanda said to the receptionist.

sorry, miss, but we can't give away the

receptionist apologized.

Juan, the owner of this hotel; Bill Fu is my husband. I just flew back from abroad and I am planning on giving

Amanda stared coldly at the receptionist.

her title and checked immediately on the computer before saying earnestly: "Mrs. Fu, Mr. Fu is in #888 Presidential suite on the 16th floor. This is...the spare

turned around and walked to the lift

corner than the receptionist dialed a number and spoke into

Amanda was stepping into a large web of

she had completely no idea.

extremely heavy; standing outside the room of #888, she hesitated; The failure of her marriage may simply mean

be worse than the marital infidelity; if he was cheating on her, he should be punished by her and by the law, if she managed to catch him in the act and get the evidence.

music; two glasses of red wine laid on the table a little lonely; woman's red high-heeled shoes, brace skirts, man’s shirts, pants were spreading everywhere and led her to the inner bedroom; the door was ajar with

waiting for you at our old place tonight, and

erotic voice message rang in her head once again; Amanda felt a bit suffocated; she was about to catch the adultery

humiliated her like this! Amanda

the man and woman drifted out of

"Ah! Bill!"

Amanda peeked through the crack of the ajar door; the man, Bill Fu, beyond doubt, was plowing on