His Heart Is Now Elsewhere

Chapter 2

I didn’t have the driver pick me up, and I walked alone on the chilly street, arriving at the “Silent” building.

Leaning against the pillar at the entrance, I flipped through the photos Elliana had sent me on my phone.

The last one was ten minutes ago.

The woman’s fair hands were bound by a sapphire blue tie, and the red marks scattered across her collarbone showcased the intensity of passion.

This tie was the birthday gift I gave to Axel six months ago.

Carefully selected and meticulously crafted, the lining of the tie featured embroidery of our initials.

I vividly remember the expression of overwhelming joy on Axel’s face when he received it.

Now this embroidery, torn and scratched by women, with loose threads mocking my miserable

heart..

And such photos, I have been receiving them intermittently since three months ago.

It started with jewelry that was the same as mine, then came the cufflinks that men are familiar with, and the watch on the hand.

My indifference made her probes even bolder.

The photos became more and more seductive, and the videos became increasingly explicit.

Among them were several extremely insulting curses.

The mobile phone screen suddenly became blurry, and I wiped it hard, rubbing my fingertips until they turned red. Only then did I realize that it wasn’t the phone that was dirty, but my eyes were wet.

crossed my arms and tears burst forth.

three years of marriage, I can’t understand how he, who loved

he cried like a child, holding me tightly and sobbing

“Meredith was my star, my ocean. I had to see the stars and embrace the sea. In this lifetime, I

he only had seven years in his

until nightfall, with dried tear marks on my face.

single call or

called a car and went back

sharp gasp of

my blood instantly turned

matter how absurd, would not bring

from the hand.

A loud bang.

suddenly fell

minutes later, Axel opened the door and

became tense and quickly

quickly typed out the words, “Why did you only come back now? Your body must have

a cautious and somewhat guilty and

day, and he didn’t make a single call or

women. Now he’s concerned if I’ve frozen my body

peach blossom eyes, the worry was not fake, and the affection was not fake

were provocatively shining and clumsily challenging, as if needles

as if he still loved me

a bitter smile, “Axel,

suddenly

down and quickly