Chapter 2: Cheating kills the heart.

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Translator: Soafp

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As soon as I enter the room, without even taking off my suit, I lie down on my bed.

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Maya’s affair. It’s a common story. So common that it’s becoming tiresome.

But you know, honestly, there are so many things I don’t understand.

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Well, I didn’t want to understand, but I do understand.

That Maya doesn’t love me that much.

I met Maya through a friend’s introduction.

Maya had just broken up with her boyfriend and didn’t seem very enthusiastic, but she seemed to agree to the setup by her friend just to save face.

But you see, I fell in love at first sight, and I couldn’t imagine marrying anyone other than Maya. I was so desperate that I tried my best to woo her.

Her long black hair that reached her shoulder blades, her well-proportioned body with curves in all the right places, her eyes that disappeared when she smiled – everything about her was to my liking.

I was so desperate that my bangs receded by about five millimeters.

Perhaps because she cared about the receding frontline of my hair, Maya accepted my proposal with the prospect of marriage without much difficulty.

But even after marriage, the difference in temperature between Maya and me was extreme.

While I, dubbed the loving husband by those around me, took Maya seriously, I felt like Maya didn’t look at me seriously.

Still.

Knowing that I’m not a popular guy, I desperately tried to make Maya love me.

Not just on birthdays, but every day, I told Maya, “Thank you for marrying me. I love you,” even though she cringed at those words every single day.

Yet Maya never clearly said, “I love you too.”

That difference in temperature eventually became clear in the form of an affair.

Although we both worked for a while after getting married, Maya had a lot of drinking parties or business trips, etc.

I became convinced when she forgot even our anniversary.

Despite it being our first anniversary, Maya was absent due to overtime or something, and she didn’t come home until the date had changed.

I sneakily peeked into Maya’s smartphone one day and ended up feeling even more dejected. You could call it despair.

What did I do wrong?

Maya is the most important person in the world to me. That’s why I’ve kept giving her my feelings. I’m proud to have taken such good care of her.

To me, Maya is the most important person in the world. That’s why I’ve kept giving her my feelings. I have a sense of pride in how much I’ve cherished her.

But, for Maya, that wasn’t what she needed.

The reason for her affair was probably as simple as that.

At that time, I analyzed the feeling of Maya’s love for me diminishing as if it were someone else’s problem.

From there it’s business as usual.

I hired various people to gather evidence of her affair, and I even invite Maya’s parents to a big reveal event.

Even when I witnessed Maya’s parents scolding her vehemently, it felt empty.

“No, you got it wrong! It is a misunderstanding!”

I just sneered at her excuses.

Man, she really said it, huh? Caught cheating and still insists, “It’s not true!”

I presented undeniable evidence, and to support Maya, who was apologizing while sobbing.

“I’m sure it was just a momentary lapse of judgment. Please, let’s start over again.”

Even Maya’s parents begged desperately.

Despite my desperate resistance, my father and mother began to take Maya’s side, and I ended up pitifully isolated.

In the end, I lost all the energy to fight, and I accepted to start over.

But, I have to admit, it was really a failure.

I mean, why did she marry me if she was just going to cheat on me so soon?

I don’t even get paid like an ATM, you know.

My heart has been dead since that time.