Deciding to teach the cheating spouse a lesson, the wife got a job with the company of his mistress

Deciding to teach the cheating spouse a lesson, the rich girl pretended to be poor and got a job with the company of his mistress. But when she learned their secret, she changed her plan.


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Lately, Chelan had been very upset about her relationship with her husband. She herself could not understand what was the matter.
She loved her husband and accepted all his weaknesses. He seemed to value this about her, but now things have changed.
Everything annoyed him lately. He started to leave the house, seeking solitude and rest. It felt as if Chelan bored him, or burdened him in some way.
Yes, today she asked him to clean the kitchen after dinner, but it was just a normal family meal. The cleanup merely involved wiping the table, loading the dishwasher, and pressing a button. And instead of helping her, he got offended.
"Are you implying I don't contribute, that I'm a burden to you?" Enrique asked.
"What are you talking about? Have I ever complained?" Chelan tried to justify herself and calm him down, but her husband was already upset.
"Oh, yes, of course, you're tired because you're a businesswoman! You earn money, you have responsibilities and problems, and I... am I just a burden then or a pet living with you?"
"Stop it! You could work, too. You're educated and smart! Do you want to work at our firm? I can find you a good position. We'll always be together."
Yes, Chelan understood that Enrique was simply bored. For over six months, since leaving a job that offered no room for development, he'd been at home.
He searched for a job, but found no success. He also turned down the opportunity to work with her.
"Thank you, but what would I be? A laughingstock? That's what they'll call me," he said with resentment.
"Why? You'll have responsibilities, you'll fulfill them, and..."
"No, you don't understand," he interrupted. "I mean one thing, but you hear something different! You don't even realize how you're hurting me. I'm sorry, but I need to take a walk, or else we'll just argue again."
"How long are you planning to walk? Maybe I can come with you?" the woman suggested, though she didn't feel like going out at that moment. She was tired, and the weather wasn't conducive to a stroll.
"As long as possible! You don't need to accompany me. We're like Siamese twins. I'm tired of being together all the time, both at home and on the streets,"Enrique retorted.
He got up and left the apartment, indifferent to the fact that he'd left his wife upset.
'Do we really often go out together?' Chelan thought to herself. 'No, we don't . And we don't spend much time together at home. I work during the day.
In the evenings, we typically sit at our individual gadgets. Is it so difficult for a man to be idle? Or perhaps he resents being dependent on me, his wife?
However, it's not my fault, and I never blamed him for it.