Because a text message found his wife cheating.

Lead: He was a poor boy when he was in love. She was born in a rich family and married him without hesitation. After marriage, she was smart and capable, and her career was excellent, especially taking care of her family. Just when he was proud of his wife, because of an ambiguous message, he traced the secret that his wife had concealed for more than a year: she was having an affair with a netizen. He can't accept the fact.

A: A rich girl marries a poor boy.

When I met Whelan (a pseudonym) years ago, 1 1, we were both young college graduates, just entering the society and wanted to expand our social circle. Eating and playing cards is our most common way to get together. It was at such a party that Whelan and I became acquaintances from strangers.

I appreciate Whelan's talent and insight in her speech. Although she is not beautiful, she has a gentle and simple temperament, which is commonly known as "having a wife." I also have great confidence in my organization. With my stable job and good reputation in my circle of friends, I will never let Whelan down.

As fate would have it, after we met for several months, we "dated" smoothly.

However, the first time I set foot in Whelan's house, I was shocked: the interior decoration was exquisite and gorgeous, and it was obviously a very rich family. Whelan didn't mention all this when she was in love. I didn't expect her to be a rich woman! This discovery made me feel great pressure when I first came to the door, and I was vaguely uneasy. Sure enough, Whelan's parents are just ordinary polite to me, not enthusiastic, and there is a little contempt between words and manners.

Yes, compared with Huilan's family, my family has a huge gap in economic conditions: my parents are farmers and live in Yuyao countryside, and there is nothing to boast about except work. I am so embarrassed that I want to run out of the door and be looked down upon by her family in front of my beloved girl. It's really embarrassing. But Whelan stood in front of me at the right time. She told her parents firmly that she married me.

Whelan is very independent, and her parents know this better than I do. No amount of opposition can change Whelan's decision. 1999, we got married. A year later, we had a lovely daughter. Seeing that our small family is gradually taking shape and the husband and wife are harmonious, my parents-in-law have also dispelled their concerns.

B. A small family is good.

Our small family has no economic foundation, and at first it was mainly supported by parents-in-law. For the new house, my parents-in-law paid one-third of the money, and we borrowed the rest. In the second year after marriage, with a daughter, the expenses will be high. Whelan plans to run a company in partnership with a friend. Her parents-in-law will help Whelan and own 50% of the new company.

Whelan is a capable woman with great business talent. Under her leadership, the new company is thriving, with assets of 3 million in just three years. I'm sorry to see her working so hard alone. I often help her deliver goods and run away from customers on weekends.

Thanks to Whelan's efforts, our small family has entered the middle class in Yuyao within a few years. High-end houses and expensive cars are not a problem. Compared with the early days of marriage, it is simply a heaven and an underground. I am very satisfied.

Even as a wealthy entrepreneur, Whelan is still affordable, low-key and never shows off. Her life is very regular. She goes to work at 8 o'clock in the morning on time, takes care of all the affairs of the company, never goes out after work at night, watches TV and spends time with her daughter, that's all. By contrast, my evenings are busier. I go out to socialize four or five nights a week and often don't go home until after ten o'clock in the evening.

Whelan said nothing about my nightlife. She believes I won't mess around. And I trust Whelan more. I'm relieved that she cares so much about her family.

C discovered her secret.

However, I never imagined that such a loving and virtuous wife would hide a secret. When I solved the mystery layer by layer, I couldn't believe it: was this done by my wife who slept with me for ten years?

At the beginning of this year, Whelan is going to reinvest10 million to set up a new company. After work, I also participated in some preparatory matters. More than half a year has passed in a blink of an eye, and in September this year, the trivial matters of preparation are still complicated. Originally, the company had the task of studying abroad, but considering that there were many things in the company, I wanted to give some to her. On the day of the business trip, I took a temporary leave to go home.

On my way home, I called Whelan and told her I wouldn't go on a business trip. She gave a vague answer. When she got home, she went back to her room to surf the Internet. I smoke and watch TV in the living room. At 9 o'clock in the evening, the SMS rang, and Whelan left her mobile phone in the living room. I picked it up and looked at it, but I almost jumped out of the sofa in shock. The text message says, baby, I miss you.

I believe that no husband will react when he sees the ambiguous information on his wife's mobile phone. But on second thought, Whelan and I have known each other for 1 1 years. I still don't know her? No way, it must be sent by mistake.

While comforting myself, I am going to delete this message. But before I deleted it, I kept staring at it and secretly wrote down the number. The next day, I asked my friend to call me. The other man is a man. I feel vaguely uneasy, and the flame of doubt is burning stronger and stronger. I went straight to Whelan, so I grabbed her cell phone and checked it. I don't know. I don't know. In Whelan's five-month phone records, this figure is reflected every day. Call records can only be kept for 5 months. What about before? Who is he? How did they get in touch?

Too many question marks suffocate me. Whelan confusedly argued that it was only her high school classmate who had contacted her recently.

I look at those records, and there are more than a dozen phone calls a day at most. Which student can be so excellent? With great doubts, I continued my investigation. My friend helped me find out the owner's information. He has a primary school education, and his hometown is far from Whelan's town. He is five years younger than Whelan. None of the conditions can be linked to what Whelan called "high school classmates".

Lies! I was furious with this evidence and questioned Whelan. She can't refute it, only admit that it is a netizen she met online. I asked her how long they had known each other and to what extent. Whelan said that it was only six months. We haven't met yet, just calling.

D. the truth breaks me down.

Maybe I will feel better if I trust my wife, but I have been involved in the whirlpool of jealousy involuntarily. I wonder what happened to them. Even though, the truth will hurt me. A man's intuition tells me that the relationship between Whelan and him is not simple.

My questioning almost broke Whelan's spirit. She had to admit that she met the netizen the year before last and began to meet at the beginning of last year. She met ten times and checked in twice.

What I was afraid of really happened. I have been kept in the dark for two years. Ironically, what the man said in front of Whelan was all lies, saying that he had a college degree, had a small factory and was single. In fact, the truth I asked my friend to investigate is that the man just graduated from elementary school, has a wife and an eight-year-old son, who is only a wage earner earning 2000 yuan a month. I went to ask him for proof, and he casually said, I do everything like a hooligan who is "barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes".

I can't believe that Whelan's usual image is so noble, capable and decent that she was planted in the hands of such a punk and betrayed me.

I really don't know what to do. Less than a month after the incident, I lost 8 pounds and could only sleep for two or three hours every night. As soon as I close my eyes, I can't help but imagine Whelan rolling in bed with others. I think this woman is so dirty.

I thought about divorce, but many friends advised me. After all, Whelan and I have been married for 10 years, and my daughter is 9 years old. Parents' divorce is too harmful to their children. Several other friends bluntly said: Whelan and I are responsible for this. She is a woman who supports such a large enterprise, with great pressure and empty spirit. I often go out to socialize and have no time to chat with her. She can only think of other ways.

My friend's words made me think for a long time. I admit that I really didn't do enough. Economically, Whelan contributes 2 million yuan to my family every year, while I only have 65,438+10,000 yuan. Whelan gave her daughter more than I did. As a husband, I usually don't spend much time with her. After the incident, Whelan has been trying to save it. She usually has a personality, but now she is careful everywhere and always tries her best to please me. Whelan, who used to leave everything to the nanny and never left the kitchen, will take the initiative to make me a snack now. All this makes me moved.

Although the balance in my heart has tilted to a small family, I still can't completely convince myself to return to my previous quiet life. How to cross this hurdle? I'm looking for answers.

● Editor's speech

Life, in fact, there is no hurdle, it depends on whether you want to live.

When a relative makes a mistake and hurts you, it is necessary to punish you appropriately, but what if the result of this punishment is mutual loss? It is better to choose tolerance and forgiveness as anti-inflammatory drugs to heal the wounds of both sides.

A successful marriage is not how rich the family is, but that two people can always hold hands, and even after going through one hurdle after another, they will not easily let go and go their separate ways. Isn't the so-called happiness "that door is open for those who want to go home"?