His Mistress Is My Best Friend

Chapter 1

1,074 words

When I came home from my business trip, Ethan, who was always clingy in bed, didn't touch me.

I was puzzled by his restraint and abstinence.

When I mentioned it to my best friend, she sneered.

"He's definitely getting satisfied by some woman out there. I told you from the start he's no good, but you insisted on being with him."

I bit my straw, shaking my head in a daze.

"No way. Ethan said he only loves me."

My best friend poked my forehead with her finger, sighing helplessly.

"You believe everything he says. Melissa, you're so naive that even if his mistress stood right in front of you, you wouldn't recognize her."

A week later, I went on another business trip, but my scheduled flight was canceled due to weather, forcing me to return home.

When I pushed open the door, clothes were scattered all over the floor.

Urgent breathing sounds came from the bedroom—a man and a woman.

Ethan said passionately:

"I'd be willing to die in your arms!"

My best friend laughed and replied:

"That won't do. If you died, that fool Melissa would cry. I can't bear to see her sad."

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