Lin Banxia walked into a five-star hotel when a mysterious number sent her a room number, claiming her husband was cheating with a certain female celebrity and inviting her to watch.
At the door of the luxurious presidential suite on the top floor, Lin Banxia's face turned pale with anger as she staggered through the corridor, searching for the room number.
Suddenly, she found it. Just as she was about to push the door open, a different door beside her swung open unexpectedly. A strong arm grabbed her wrist and pulled her forcefully into the room.
Before she could even scream, a soft, weak feminine voice sounded in her ear first.
The voice sounded familiar, and as she tried to identify the source, the man holding her arm suddenly shoved her against the wall, his tall, muscular body pressing tightly against her.
The unfamiliar scent of male hormones filled Lin Banxia's nostrils. She quickly raised her head, and in the dim light spilling in from the window, she saw the man's features clearly.
"Yan Ting?" she shrieked. How could it be him?
"Lin Banxia, give me your purity, and I'll tear those two despicable people apart for you. How about that?" The man's low, dangerous voice sounded next to her ear, the heat burning her into a panicked and disoriented daze.
Those unbearable moans came once again. As her gaze shifted, she saw on a seventy-inch screen nearby—her husband pressed against another woman, moving passionately. The woman turned her face, dazed and lost in ecstasy.
Her entire body froze. It was her cousin, Lu Huan Ning.
She stared wide-eyed in shock, watching the cousin who usually acted so close and friendly with her—Lu Huan Ning—at this moment lying seductively beneath her husband. The obscene moans emanating from that crimson-red mouth left Lin Banxia stunned.
Never, even in her wildest dreams, did she think she'd witness such a sordid, disgusting scene.
Three years of marriage—Huo Qinglin never touched her, the gentle and refined man from before marriage now a total stranger. It turns out he had fallen in love with her cousin.
In an instant, she transformed into a pathetic, abandoned woman. Over those three years, she had fallen from heaven into hell.
Huo Qinglin, when you were with Lu Huan Ning, did it ever cross your mind that you had a wife waiting at home for you every moment?
Watching the man moving fervently on top of the woman, his strength and affection seemed genuine.
This is what her sacrifice and effort had earned her in the name of marriage.
Blinded by tears, she heard a cold voice questioning her, "Lin Banxia, do you regret this marriage?"
She wanted to defiantly meet the person's deep and somber gaze, bite her lip, and shout that she didn't regret it.
But at this moment, apart from rage shaking her entire body and the wrenching pain in her heart, she had no other feelings.
Perhaps everyone knew Huo Qinglin's true colors, except her—naively fooled, thinking that her self-sacrificing love was so grand and admirable.
The voices in her ears grew louder, sharper.
Lin Banxia covered her ears with her hands.
At that moment, the man's lips attacked her tightly pressed ones, fiery and forceful.
His domineering lips and tongue first traced the delicate shape of her mouth before prying open her teeth and unleashing a tempest within her sweet, small mouth.
"Mmm... Get away!" Her collapsing emotions collided with his fiery invasion, leaving her trapped between fire and water.
Her trembling grew even more intense, only to fuel his frenzied plundering.
A large hand, blazing hot, slipped under her dress.
"No... No, stop! You can't!" she immediately fought back with all her strength.
The man's cold laughter echoed in her ears: "Your husband is already rolling around with another woman. Why are you still keeping this purity for him?"
"But you're..."
"Who am I?"
"You're his cousin..."
"No, I'm your man. Your only man. From this moment forward, your heart and body will belong to me alone. Lin Banxia, remember this—you can only love me, Yan Ting. Erase Huo Qinglin's name from your life." His thin lips left hers before he leaned into her ear, announcing his claim with dangerous arrogance.
"Yan Ting, you're insane!" She couldn't commit such morally outrageous acts, nor would she ever agree to it.
Huo Qinglin was scum, but she didn't need to stoop to his level.