My wife and I have been in love since we graduated from university. Including the time we dated and got married, it has been 10 years. My wife is a gentle, simple person, attentive to both domestic and foreign affairs. After nearly 10 years of living together, I have almost nothing to complain about my wife.
I am basically like other men, a little careless, lazy and sloppy. But my wife says, those are completely acceptable bad habits. She just doesn't accept it if her husband beats her or has an affair.
I was sure I would not commit either of the above. There is no reason for a husband to beat his wife when she is gentle, understanding, and loves her children. And with a wife like that, only a fool would destroy his family by having an affair. But people still say "no one can hold hands all day" and I am no exception.

Frequent contact made me "flutter" with my young female colleague (Illustration: Focused Collection).
Ha appeared in my company like a fresh and youthful breeze, not only making young men swoon but also making married men like me pay attention and admire her.
As the most professional person in the department, I was assigned by my superior (Ha's uncle) to guide Ha to get used to the job. It was this frequent contact that made me a little agitated towards the young girl. I just didn't expect that Ha also had feelings for me.
So, every day going to work for me now is not simply going to work. I am happy and excited like a boy who has a crush for the first time. I know it is not right, but how many people can control their emotions, as long as they do not do anything beyond the limit?
Yesterday, I came home from work and saw my wife cooking with a sad face. She told me that this afternoon on her way home from work, she happened to witness an accident. A man riding a motorbike in the opposite direction hit a student. The boy was seriously injured, and we don't know what happened.
I told my wife, "You saw something on the street and you knew it, why did you bring it home so dejectedly?" She looked at me, her voice annoyed: "You know that going the wrong way is wrong, but many people still try to do it? In the end, not only do you have to bear the consequences, but you also implicate others, just like those who commit adultery."
I looked at my wife, not understanding what she meant by that, feeling a little startled and guilty. Someone driving the wrong way and causing an accident had nothing to do with having an affair, but she was making this one thing out of another.
Seeing my question, she laughed and said: "Oh, I just thought of that. My colleague just discovered her husband was having an affair. He came home and knelt down at his wife's feet, begging for forgiveness, saying that he knew he was wrong. Obviously, he knew that having an affair was wrong and could have unpredictable consequences, but he still rushed into it regardless. Isn't that just like those men who run into the wrong direction?"
I told my wife to stop wearing nonsense and quickly packed up my things to get ready to take a shower. But I just pretended to ignore it, my mind was thinking about the story my wife told me. I didn't know if what she just said was true or if she made it up to warn me.
Thinking about that, I felt a little confused. The fact that I was a little distracted and overly concerned about my colleague was not hidden from my colleagues, including some who knew my wife. Did they tell my wife? Why would my wife suddenly tell such a meaningful story?
But whether my wife did it intentionally or not, the story she told was like a necessary alarm bell to wake me up. If I let myself stay in this state, sooner or later "fire near straw will catch fire". Even though this relationship has not gone too far, the fact that I let myself commit adultery in my thoughts and ideas has already done my wife a great wrong.
Ha is still very young, maybe thinking shallowly, not looking far and deep. Ha likes me just to add a little spice to her youth. But I am 40 years old, if I continue to indulge my emotions, one day I will lose everything.
Thinking of that, I knew what I should do. I knew that the road ahead was going in the opposite direction, I had to turn around, I shouldn't do anything reckless because no one could predict the consequences.
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