On our wedding anniversary, my usually conservative wife suddenly sent me a photo of herself in sexy lace lingerie. She said she wanted to try something thrilling and asked me to buy a box of ultra-thin 0.01 condoms. My face instantly flushed red to my ears, and I immediately agreed to her request. But the moment I stepped through the front door, Axel—her brother—yanked that box of condoms out of my coat pocket. Jessica’s expression changed instantly, and she slapped me hard across the face. “Dylan, how can you be so disgusting!” Seven or eight relatives pinned me to the ground, all glaring at me viciously and cursing wildly. “You look decent enough, but your mind is so filthy!” “You are a bastard who can’t control himself!” I was stunned, desperately looking up. “Jessica, didn’t you ask me to…” Before I could finish, Elena—my mother-in-law—stabbed me. When I opened my eyes again, my phone received a text from my wife. “Honey, I want to try something thrilling. On your way home, buy a box of ultra-thin 0.01.” In the photo, Jessica was lying on her side on the bed in black lace lingerie, her face flushed, with a half-open box of pills beside her hand. In my previous life, my heart had filled with joy. I went straight to buy the bestselling ultra-thin 0.01 condoms and rushed home, unable to stop fantasizing. But after getting home, I met a tragic death. Looking at the text message identical to my previous life, I forced myself to stay calm. It was clearly our wedding anniversary—why did Jessica suddenly turn on me? How did relatives suddenly appear at my house? Could they really want to kill me just because of a box of condoms? I absolutely cannot repeat the same mistake. With that thought, I replied to Jessica’s text. “Honey, I have to work late at the office today. I won’t be coming home.” I put down my phone and breathed a sigh of relief. At least I could get through tonight safely. Jessica and I were childhood sweethearts. She had a sweet, rigid personality and had always been very conservative about these matters. Could this be a test? But even so, failing a test shouldn’t cost me my life! Just then, the company door intercom buzzed. Margaret—my mom—burst in furiously and slapped me across the face. “Tell me! Which mistress are you keeping on the side!” “You bastard, just like your father—heartless!” She tried to hit me again, but I grabbed her wrist. “Mom! I’m not!” She pointed at my nose, her voice becoming even shriller. “Then go home! Apologize to Jessica right now!” All my life, Margaret had treated Jessica like her own daughter. After I graduated college, I caught the wave of opportunity, opened several companies, and became what people called a nouveau riche. Her first words were, “Now you and Jessica are finally a good match!” “I really do have work!” Margaret yanked the power cord. “Whatever work it is, drop it right now! We’re leaving!” She grabbed my arm, her nails practically digging into my flesh. I wanted to confide in the person who loved me most, but the words stuck in my throat. “Fine, I’ll go home.” “But you have to come with me.” She hesitated for a moment, then finally agreed. With Margaret present, they shouldn’t do anything, and besides, I didn’t buy condoms this time. The moment I walked through the door, just like in my previous life, Axel grabbed my collar without a word and tried to search me. Margaret exploded instantly, rushing to stand in front of him. “How dare you touch my child!” Seeing her protect me, warmth rose in my heart. Elena approached with a fake smile and pulled her back. “If he has nothing to hide, why fear being searched?” The relatives sitting on the sofa chimed in. I sneered disdainfully. “You don’t need to search me. I’ll do it myself!” But the moment I put my hand in my pocket, I broke out in a cold sweat. This feeling—it wasn’t a tissue, it felt like a box!!
How could this be? I clearly didn’t… I looked at Margaret in shock. Her eyes darted away, refusing to meet mine. Robert—Jessica’s father—stared at my hand that I refused to pull out. “Take it out!” My hand was pinched until it bled, then forcibly pulled out. That box of ultra-thin 0.01 was exposed before them once again. Robert snatched it away and threw it violently to the ground. “Marrying my daughter to you was the biggest mistake!” Everyone looked at me with contempt and cursed viciously. “What a bastard! Disgusting thoughts!” “How do you have the nerve to keep living!” Jessica’s slap came at me again. I blocked her hand and shouted desperately. “We’re husband and wife! What business is it of theirs if we use condoms?” “Jessica! You asked me to buy this—what’s the problem? Please explain for me!” Her eyes showed no sign of relenting. “What the problem is, you know very well.” Then she leaned close to my ear and said something I couldn’t believe. “Dylan, the moment you took this box of condoms, you had to die.” I looked at her in terror. From the corner of my eye, I caught sight of a knife tip peeking from Elena’s sleeve, stabbing toward me. I dodged sideways. My arm was slashed, blood seeping out. Four or five men with rope rushed at me. I pulled out the knife hidden at my waist and swung it wildly. Seeing this scene, Margaret passed out. I swung the knife while backing up, knocked over the shoe cabinet, and escaped through the front door in the chaos. I don’t know how long I ran. The taste of blood spread through my mouth. Hiding in a dark alley, only after confirming no one had followed did I dare to catch my breath. I pulled up the company surveillance footage. It was Margaret who had slipped that box of condoms into my pocket while I was typing. My heart went cold. Just then, Margaret sent another message. “Come back quickly. They’re just trying to scare you, they don’t really mean to hurt you!” I laughed bitterly. I was almost stabbed, and she still thought it was a joke. After thinking for a moment, I called my friend Marcus. He was my best friend from college. Without a second word, he let me stay at his place. At critical moments, brothers are the most reliable. After hearing my story, he punched the wall. “Just because of a box of condoms? Your wife is fucking ridiculous!” “Does she have someone on the side and want a divorce, so she’s setting you up!” Then he brought out a medical kit and carefully bandaged the wound on my arm. I paused. Jessica had indeed been coming home later and later recently. I immediately pulled out my phone and sent her a message. “If you have someone else and want a divorce, I can agree. You don’t need to scheme against me like this.” She replied instantly. “Honey, what are you talking about? Today was all a misunderstanding. Where are you? Let’s talk face to face.” I turned off the screen. She didn’t want a divorce—she was determined to take my life! I shook my head. “It’s not an affair.” After bandaging my wound, Marcus paused, then suddenly asked what kind of condoms they were. I pulled up the photo. His laughing face suddenly froze. “You’re sure it was this brand?” Seeing his shocked expression, my heart sank. “What? Is there something wrong with this brand?” He took a long drag on his cigarette, his tone forced casual. “What could be wrong? Bro, you must’ve done something else to piss her off. No way would she really try to harm you over a box of condoms.” “Women, you know—when they’re angry, they’ll say anything. She doesn’t want a divorce. Stay at my place for a couple days. When she calms down, go back.” I thought about it. It wasn’t impossible. Jessica was great in every way, except she never said things directly—she always made me guess. Once she stayed at the office for a month without coming home. Later I found out it was just because the vacation photos didn’t turn out well. Marcus settled me in the guest room. In the middle of the night, I woke up needing to pee. The moment I opened the door, a hushed voice reached my ears. “…Your husband’s at my place. Hurry and bring people over!”
I was thunderstruck and quietly escaped. Marcus was in on it with them! My heart turned completely cold. What secret does this box of condoms hold that makes them all want me dead? Sitting on a park bench, I began to review everything. Could she be allergic to latex? No, we’d been married for years—she’d never shown any allergic symptoms. I searched for the condom brand. Nothing special, just a bestselling product. The more I thought, the more confused I became. The cold wind made my head throb. Should I go to the police? Tell them that because of a box of condoms, my whole family wants to kill me? They’d definitely kick me out as a mental case. Just as I was at my wit’s end, I suddenly remembered hearing “Axel” faintly from Marcus’s mouth. Axel. Jessica’s brother was named Axel Zhang! But in my previous life, he never appeared from start to finish. My mind was in complete chaos, but I really didn’t want to miss any clue. I bought some self-defense items and decided to probe him. I dialed his number. “Axel, your sister and I had a fight. I’m coming to stay at your place for the night.” He asked what happened. I said vaguely. “Just some small stuff. Don’t tell your sister I’m coming to your place.” His tone was relaxed. “Okay, I’m doing experiments. Just come over.” When he saw me, Axel took off his lab coat, his tone casual. “You’re here.” He led me toward the break room and handed me a glass of warm water. It seems I was overthinking. Axel was a doctor. Not only was he dedicated to his work, but over the years, he’d secretly paid medical bills for many impoverished families. Patient families all called him an angel. Just then, his phone suddenly rang. “Axel, is my husband at your place?” I held my breath, my heart jumping to my throat. He pretended to be puzzled. “He’s not home? I haven’t seen him recently.” Hearing him say this, my anxious heart settled down. After hanging up, he said with a smile. “My sister has a temper. Bear with her.” I nodded, then asked directly. “Don’t you want to know why your sister and I fought?” He said casually. “That’s between you two. I’m not that nosy. Don’t worry, whatever the reason, I’ll help talk to her tomorrow.” Hope ignited in my heart. Maybe he could help me find out the truth? I was too tired after being tense all night. My body and mind had reached their limit, and I fell asleep quickly. In the middle of the night, I suddenly woke up choking. Thick smoke kept pouring into my throat. The break room door was wide open. I grabbed a towel and pressed it tightly over my nose and mouth. The smell of chemical reagents mixed with burning filled the air, making it hard to breathe. My eyes were irritated and streaming with tears. “Axel!” I shouted hoarsely. Only crackling sounds answered me. This place held all his most precious experimental equipment. I quickly pulled out my phone and dialed 911, my voice hoarse beyond recognition. “There’s a fire here!” I remembered there was a fire extinguisher box at the end of the hallway. I got down on the ground and practically crawled over. I pulled out the safety pin and pressed down. Empty?! I frantically grabbed another one. Also empty! I was utterly desperate. Just then, hundreds of lab rats scurried out from the thick smoke, running past me. Several at the front seemed to be carrying something in their mouths. When I saw clearly, I was horrified. It was him! He was trying to kill me! But why? What made him willing to burn down a lab worth millions just to kill me? The fire spread incredibly fast. I couldn’t get off this floor at all. My consciousness began to blur. Suddenly, I glimpsed a sign above a door that read “Blast-Proof Design.” Using my last bit of strength, I crashed through the door and fell inside. Sliding down to the floor, the moment I braced against the door, a piece of paper burned to half its original size slipped in through the door crack. In that instant, I understood everything. I understood why everyone wanted me dead over just a box of ultra-thin 0.01 condoms. To confirm one thing, I sent her a message. “I’m at the medical lab. Someone’s trying to kill me.”
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