He Chose Her Bed, I Chose Their Ruin

For three years of marriage, I thought I was the happiest woman in the world.

Until I clicked on that video.

The moment the screen lit up, my entire world collapsed.

The woman on the bed was Emily Johnson—the girl who had grown up with us since childhood.

And the hand caressing her skin wore the wedding ring I had personally placed on James Smith's finger.

"I miss you so much..."

"You drive me crazy, baby..."

Those sweet nothings I knew so well completely destroyed me.

Everyone said we were the perfect couple, but who knew this marriage was built on lies?

Since he's such a good actor, I think it's time to give him a performance of my own.

I'm going to let everyone see the true face of this "perfect husband"...

......

Tomorrow is our third wedding anniversary. I carefully prepared a lavish candlelit dinner and put on sheer lingerie.

Imagining James's delighted expression when he came home to see me, I couldn't help but smile.

Until my phone screen suddenly lit up.

I thought it was a message from James. Smiling sweetly, I immediately opened my phone to check.

But the image on the screen made my expression freeze.

A video from an unknown number, incredibly explicit, with picture quality so clear you could almost see every hair.

In the video, a naked man and woman were tangled together in a steamy scene.

But I felt like ice water had been dumped over my head, my eyes locked on the diamond ring on the man's ring finger, unable to look away.

That ring was the one I had personally placed on James's finger at our wedding ceremony.

His hands had once tenderly caressed my body, but now they were roaming over another woman's skin.

And the woman moaning constantly in the video was wearing the exact same lingerie as me.

It was Emily, who had grown up with us since childhood.

I had treated her like a sister, sharing my toys, food, and even my bedroom with her.

But I never thought I'd be sharing my husband with her.

I finally understood why her expression was so strange that day when she handed me the package.

Because she was going to wear my clothes to have sex with my man!

She screamed shamelessly in the video: "Too fast, I'm reaching my limit!"

James straddled her, his voice low: "I knew you liked it this way, you slut, you're moaning so loud you could blow the roof off."

Emily looked at him seductively: "So tell me, do I sound better, or does your wife sound better?"

James answered dismissively: "How could she compare to you? If it weren't for the shares she holds, I never would have married her."

The constant panting and moaning came through the speaker, but all I heard was the sound of my world collapsing.

Three years ago, at our wedding ceremony, he swore there would never be secrets between us, that he would love me forever.

After marriage, we were inseparable and the envy of everyone.

Who would have thought that the perfect husband in everyone's eyes was actually cheating!

I felt dizzy, almost unable to breathe.

Then, the unknown number sent another text message.

"To celebrate your third wedding anniversary in advance, I've decided to give you—a video of your husband cheating!"

"Isn't it a wonderful surprise? Oh, and I even washed your sexy lingerie for you, you're welcome~"

These vicious words ignited my fury.

I gripped my phone tightly and turned off the screen.

At that moment, I had only one thought—

James, Emily, you're going to pay for this!

The sound of the password lock opening in the living room interrupted my thoughts.

I immediately rushed out of the bedroom, ready to confront James.

But he was holding a bouquet of lilies, which pierced my heart.

He knew lilies had been my favorite since childhood. When we graduated high school, he bought out five flower shops just to confess his love to me.

I thought his love would be as pure as lilies. How ironic the ending turned out to be.

When James saw me standing in front of him in lingerie, his eyes immediately lit up.

He dropped the lilies and embraced me enthusiastically, his hands roaming all over my body.

"Honey, is this the surprise you prepared for me? Happy third anniversary, baby."

He spoke in my ear, his hot breath making me weak.

"You look absolutely beautiful. I wish I could come home to this every day."

My body responded to him out of habit, my physical reaction making it impossible to refuse.

But my heart couldn't help asking: What about her? Is it really me you want to see, or her wearing the same clothes as me?

Just as I was about to lose myself, James's phone suddenly rang.

His body stiffened, and he immediately pushed me away.

I nearly fell to the ground from his push, but James didn't even look at me. Instead, he quickly moved to the window and answered the call.

His nervous expression instantly cleared my mind.

He wasn't thinking about me, but about another woman.

Emily was probably on the phone with him right now, clinging to him.

After James finished the call, seeing my cold expression, he apologized: "Honey, there's an emergency at the company that I need to handle personally. You've always been understanding, you won't blame me, right?"

A mocking smile appeared on my face.

What emergency needs your personal attention? Emily's raging libido?

James only had Emily on his mind. Without waiting for my response, he rushed out the door.

My anger burned hotter, and I decided to follow him to the company and expose their affair.

Just then, my secretary called me:

"Sophia Brown, the share transfer agreement you asked me to prepare is all ready. As soon as you sign it, all your shares will be transferred to James."

I smiled coldly and said: "Throw that agreement in the shredder. Tell the lawyer to find all the evidence of James's affair."

"I want him, and Emily, to be completely disgraced, too ashamed to ever show their faces again."