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."

said: "The most frequented hotel was...'Royal Garden Hotel'."

an ironic joke.

'Royal Garden Hotel', a chain hotel owned by her family.

What a good job, Bill

not come back till tomorrow. She had no one to talk to. But

face which was streaming down involuntarily. She just felt lost. Love would wither and marriage was not countable either; what and who else could she

had a bunch of great time ahead; she did not rely on Bill Fu, why should she, especially while he

changed her clean clothes, and went out after the evening closed in. Instead of driving a car, she took a taxi to the Royal Garden International

to find out which room

to

"I'm sorry, miss, but we can't

The receptionist apologized.

Fu is my husband. I just flew back from abroad and

at the receptionist.

panic at her title and checked immediately on the computer before saying earnestly: "Mrs. Fu, Mr.

"Thank you!” Amanda took the card and turned around and walked to

sooner had she turned the corner than the receptionist dialed a number and spoke into the phone,

a large

had completely no

room of #888, she hesitated; The failure of her marriage may simply mean a fresh start for her; but how about her parents, would they be able to take the hit? And

her, he should be punished by her and by the law, if she managed

and gently closed it again; the whole presidential suite was immersed in the melodic and romantic 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

I miss you, I'll be waiting for you at our old place tonight, and

bit suffocated; she was about to catch the

of marriage, those honeyed words, everything was in vain? How could he humiliated

man and woman

Bill!"

of the ajar door; the man, Bill Fu, beyond doubt, was plowing on top of