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I Left My Wife Who Was Having an Affair With Her Junior

The fortune teller predicted my wife would cheat on me in the fifth year of our marriage. Veronica Gerosa scoffed coldly, flipping over the fortune-teller’s stall with one hand. “William and I have been in love for eight years. It’s none of your business, you’re a fraud.” Over the next four years, she grew more obedient and gave in to my desires each night. Until her junior classmate, Yohan Larrison, confessed his love to her with tear-filled eyes. In front of everyone, Veronica tore that love letter to shreds. She swore to sever all ties with him, cutting off their relationship as fellow disciples. From that moment on, I trusted her more than ever. But on our fifth wedding anniversary, I received an anonymous package. Inside was a photograph. It showed Veronica and Yohan, their bodies entwined in a passionate embrace. Behind it was a line of words: [William Thomson, her heart belongs to you, her body to me. This way, it’s fair to both of us.] After seeing it, I sat motionless in the living room for three hours, not even calling Veronica, who was coming home late. Instead, I had my lawyer print out divorce papers and placed them on the living room table.