While clearing out the room’s trash, I found a pair of pantyhose my girlfriend had discarded after her flight. I was bewildered—she went to work, not to battle, so why were there so many rips in the pantyhose? Moreover, these were issued by the airline, known for their superior quality. Retrieving it from the bin, I saw that even the sections near the intimate areas were torn. My heart plummeted. There was no doubt left; she had betrayed me. I sat rigid on the bed, growing angrier the more I thought about it. At that moment, Vanessa’s voice came from the bathroom. “Sweetheart, remember to wash my clothes for me. I have flight duties all week and won’t have time to change.” Instinctively, I wanted to agree, but my words turned into confusion at the last second. “You’re leaving again right after coming home?” “Yeah, I just came back to have dinner with you. I have to work tonight and also cover the early shift tomorrow.” I immediately sensed something was off. Vanessa was a flight attendant, and we met on a plane. I fell in love at first sight with this beautiful and gentle flight attendant. For a month afterward, I would take flights with her airline just to run into her. Finally, through my efforts, she gave me her contact information and agreed to date me. After we got together, I didn’t want her to be so tired, so she promised to ask the scheduling department to reduce her flying hours. She even proposed switching to a less demanding job after we got married. But recently, her workload had noticeably increased. I asked her about it, and she said it was peak tourist season, and the schedule was very tight—it couldn’t be helped. I understood that, especially since the route she flew to was a beautiful city where there were many passengers. But her shifts were always at night, which made me increasingly unhappy. Now it seemed things weren’t as simple as they appeared. Suppressing my anger, I asked her, “Honey, when do you plan to quit? This job is too exhausting; you can’t even rest properly.” She hesitated, her voice tinged with unnaturalness. “Not now, and I have an opportunity to get promoted to first class. I don’t want to give that up.” Really? Was it just that? I wasn’t convinced, but I still loved her too much and hoped my suspicions were just illusions. After dropping Vanessa off at the airport, just as I was about to leave, I saw her walking in the opposite direction of the airport. I immediately followed her, taking a long detour to a very secluded corner. Before I got close, I heard suggestive sounds coming from the corner. It felt like my head exploded. “Oh, be gentle, you’ve torn my pantyhose.” “But don’t you like it? How exciting. Don’t hide, let me kiss you properly.” “You’re so annoying…” Though she said this, she looked thoroughly enjoying herself. “Manager, not here, what if someone sees us?” “Oh, don’t worry, everyone has gone home. Let’s stay here for a bit, then we’ll go to the hotel—I can’t wait!” “You’re so naughty…” As she spoke, she lifted her shirt and cupped the man’s hairy head with both hands. Standing not far away, I was paralyzed, unable to move. This scene felt like a bucket of cold water poured over my head. I clenched my fists, suppressing the urge to rush over and beat those two to death. I took out my phone and recorded everything under the moonlight. On my way out, I deliberately threw some stones to make noise. Hearing the suggestive sounds suddenly stop, I felt a sudden sense of satisfaction. Those two must have been scared. A wild cat ran out of the bushes. The man’s voice sounded again, “Just a stray cat, darling, let’s continue…”
On the way home, I drove mechanically while trying to recall who that man was. Suddenly, it hit me. This was Vanessa’s flight manager, an old man over twenty years her senior. Not only was he balding, but he was also as fat as a pig. It was hard to believe how someone like him became a manager. From what Vanessa had mentioned, this manager was married but had a troubled relationship. He wasn’t happy in his own marriage, yet he wanted to ruin others’ relationships—what a scumbag! Once home, I immediately contacted a private detective. “Help me find out everything about the man in this photo, and keep an eye on their activities.” After looking at the photos, the detective sighed repeatedly. “Modern women really have strange tastes.” I couldn’t agree more, but for Vanessa to be involved with him, he must have some special charm. “I’ll send you the results as soon as possible.” I barely slept all night, staying awake until dawn. Just then, the door opened, and Vanessa walked in. Pretending to have just woken up, I asked, “Didn’t you have an early shift?” Her gait was odd, but she still managed a smile at me. “Someone covered for me last minute. I was exhausted from the night shift and didn’t feel like flying.” I sneered inwardly: Probably not tired from work, but from being worn out by that fatso. She went straight into the bathroom to shower, as usual tossing her pantyhose into the trash. Suppressing my disgust, I picked them up and found they were intact this time, but there were several patches of milky white stains in one area. “Gag…” I couldn’t help but retch. Shortly after, Vanessa, naked, crawled into bed. “Honey, I missed you…” As she spoke, she hooked her arms around my neck to kiss me. Thinking about where those lips might have been, I felt another wave of nausea. Turning away, I made up an excuse. “I haven’t brushed my teeth since waking up. Rest well; I need to take care of some work.” “Okay, darling, I want codfish. Can you make it for me when I wake up?” I closed my eyes, struggling to control the urge to punch her. She betrayed me just now and now expects me to cook for her? Am I that pathetic? But I held back and nodded, “Sure, sleep well.” No sooner had I spoken than Vanessa fell asleep. Clearly, last night had taken a toll on her. Once I confirmed she was sound asleep, I grabbed her phone to check it. To my dismay, she had changed her password. Since we started dating, we knew each other’s phone passwords and even recorded each other’s fingerprints. But now, neither the password nor the fingerprint worked. Reluctantly, I carefully pressed one of her fingers against the phone, unlocked it, and opened the chat app. There was nothing unusual. I checked her contacts—colleagues, classmates, close friends, family, and me—but found nothing suspicious. This frustrated me; she must have deleted any incriminating messages. As I scrolled through her contacts, a symbol caught my eye. Vanessa had added prefixes to most of her colleagues’ names, but one name stood out because it lacked any prefix. Opening it, I saw their chat history. Instantly, my scalp tingled, and my hands trembled.
“Sweetheart, did you have fun today? I’m still the best, right?” “Oh, stop it, you tore my stockings. Next time, don’t be so rough.” “But didn’t you enjoy it? Am I not more exciting than your useless boyfriend?” “Of course, he’s just a block of wood, always saying he’s tired or that he understands how hard I work. I don’t need his understanding.” “I’ll break up with him once he adds my name to the house before marriage. I’ll always be yours.” So Vanessa was only with me for this villa. I never imagined that while I gave her my whole heart, she only saw me as a means to an end. She had never loved me. Further down, there were disgusting photos they exchanged. My vision blurred, and I closed my eyes, unable to bear looking any longer. Who would have thought that my shy girlfriend had such a promiscuous side? I quickly scrolled through the chat history, realizing there was too much to read. This man was Vanessa’s flight manager. It seemed she was willing to sleep with him for a promotion and salary increase, along with some fleeting excitement. Thinking about this, my heart began to ache intensely. Everything she did was calculated. I almost considered her the one and only in my life. The promotion to first class she mentioned must have been achieved by pleasing this manager. It took me a long time to calm down. I took photos of the chat records and placed her phone back beside her pillow. After doing all this, I couldn’t stand sleeping next to her anymore. Such a disgusting woman—just thinking about her made me nauseous. I lay down in the guest room but couldn’t fall asleep, my mind planning my next move. Before I knew it, dawn broke. I left without waking Vanessa and went straight to work. On the way to the office, the private detective called. “Mr. Gerry, I’ve found a lot about the person you asked me to investigate. You won’t believe what kind of person he is.” Listening to the detective, I felt increasingly humiliated that someone like him had taken my girlfriend. The flight manager Vanessa was involved with was named Richard, fifty years old, with a two-year-old grandson. He got his position through his wife, living off her for years. Initially, he was merely lecherous but feared his wife too much to act on it. But as his position rose, his wife lost the energy to control him, allowing him to indulge himself. Vanessa wasn’t his first conquest. Richard also had peculiar fetishes, even causing a college student to become disabled. He was nothing short of a beast. “Mr. Gerry, you can’t imagine—he even attends those depraved swinger parties, including group activities…” The detective couldn’t continue, but I already understood everything. “Most importantly, he injured that girl and didn’t care. Because his wife is powerful, the girl’s family could only endure…” “That girl’s life has been ruined.” Listening to the detective, I remained silent for a long time. That damned Richard was barely human. “Mr. Gerry, are you okay?” I paused for a long time before responding, “I’m fine, go on.” “The captain of their flight is Richard’s brother-in-law, and they’re in cahoots, though his wife doesn’t know about this.” I didn’t want to ask if Vanessa had participated in these parties. To me, it didn’t matter whether she did or not. After hanging up, I rubbed my chest, drinking a large bottle of ice water to suppress the nausea. Richard was no different from an animal. But the worse he was, the easier it would be for my plan to succeed. The private detective sent me all the collected evidence, including the captain’s and his wife’s contact information. Apparently, Richard’s wife was a very fierce woman, and her over two hundred pounds of weight alone was enough to instill fear. Good, very good! Within a short time, I devised a perfect revenge plan.
All day, I couldn’t focus on work. Vanessa called me several times, but I ignored every call. When I finally got home, Vanessa pounced into my arms wearing a very sexy nightgown. I pretended to be attracted to her, though inside, I felt utterly disgusted. Looking at her fake smile, I wished I could rip off that filthy mask she wore. “Honey, why didn’t you answer my calls during the day?” I pushed her away and went to the bathroom to wash my hands, feeling unclean myself. “I was in meetings all day. The company has a five-million-dollar project recently, so it’s been hectic.” At the mention of five million dollars, Vanessa’s eyes lit up. “Really? Don’t overwork yourself, okay? I’d be heartbroken if you did.” With that, her hands began to wander. Suppressing the urge to punch her dead, I walked into the kitchen. “What do you want to eat tonight?” Vanessa didn’t notice anything unusual; instead, she winked at me with regret. “Sorry, Gerry, I have a night shift tonight, so I can’t have dinner with you.” Feigning disappointment, I spread my hands. “Alright, do you need me to drive you to the airport?” Vanessa shook her head. “No need, I don’t want you to be so tired. I’ll go now, bye.” As she changed her clothes and tried to kiss me, I dodged. “I haven’t even washed my face yet. Go quickly, don’t be late.” Watching Vanessa leave, I immediately followed her. No wonder she said she didn’t need a ride—Richard had driven his car right up to our villa’s gate. These two were getting bolder. I switched to my newly purchased phone, zoomed in, and took pictures of Richard’s car and their backs, then sent them to Richard’s wife. “Hey, ma’am, your husband is mine tonight. Lonely at home? Want to know who I am?” The moment I sent the message, she called back instantly. I answered, picking up the voice changer I had prepared earlier. “Who are you?” “That, I can’t tell you, ma’am. You’re truly pitiful; Richard says he has no interest in you anymore.” “Please lose some weight, will you? He says you’re as fat as a pig now.” As soon as I said this, roars erupted from the other end of the line. “Who are you? Tell me, or see what happens!” Mission accomplished, I hung up and turned off my phone. What happened after turning off the phone would be left for Richard’s wife to imagine. I calmly followed Richard’s car. Suddenly, he slammed on the brakes, nearly hitting me. Pretending not to know, I sped past him, taking the opportunity to glance quickly into his car. Richard’s balding head was covered in sweat, his face red as he frantically explained something on the phone. Before Vanessa noticed my car, I took another route and drove back home. Not long after I arrived, Vanessa appeared back on the road. She returned alone, and I opened the window, faintly hearing her on the phone. “How could you leave me alone on the road! Didn’t you promise to be with me tonight?” “What phone call? Richard, you stood me up and still think you’re right?” From those few sentences, it was clear they were arguing. Pretending to know nothing, I sat at my computer working. Soon, the door opened. Seeing me, Vanessa immediately put on a happy face. “Gerry, I’m back. There was a sudden storm at the destination city, so the flight was canceled. I came back to be with you—are you happy?” I gave a fake smile. “Of course, I’m happy.” I wondered if she was stupid; checking whether a flight was canceled was easy, yet she used such a clumsy lie to deceive me. Vanessa moved closer, resting her head on my shoulder. “Honey, my parents say they want to come here for a vacation. They might stay for a while. Is that okay?” My instinct was to refuse, but I changed my mind. “Of course, I’ll make sure to treat Uncle and Aunt well.” Inside, I sneered. “Vanessa, you brought this upon yourself.” Vanessa, hearing my words, had her unhappy mood from the failed date instantly lifted. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me on the cheek.
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