Chapter 8 A Message In The Middle Of The Night

Walter was taken aback by Molly's radical response. They were couple and they loved each other.

Why did Molly refuse him?

He just couldn't wrap his head around why she did that.

He observed Molly carefully and noticed the nervous expression on her face. She seemed like she was sick of him.

'Does Molly dislike me now?'

When the thought of this crossed Walter's mind, his face turned cold immediately.

"Molly..."

When he called her name, she was somewhat absent-minded. Sounding a little stunned, she nodded and said, "Yes?"

Walter had wanted to make love with Molly, but her reaction made him lose his interest.

"You must be hiding something from me. What's wrong with you today?"

He looked at her as if he had already seen through her with his shrewd eyes, and for some reason, it crept her out.

In the many years she had known Walter, not once had she lied to him. So naturally, it was not easy for her to deceive him this time.

The two of them made eye contact with each other. Then, Molly lowered her head to avert his gaze and explained indifferently, "I know I'm acting weird. I just feel annoyed and exhausted today. I felt like my body is heavier somehow. I heard that pregnant women are all like this. Our mood just changes so fast. Don't take it too seriously."

It was fortunate for her that she was pregnant. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to deceive him with nothing more than her poor acting skills.

When she presented herself as a pregnant woman, things got much easier.

Walter's eyes narrowed. He had indeed heard this from his mother, so it should make sense.

However, Molly didn't have any special reactions when she was pregnant the first time. Why was her behavior so different this time?

Although he felt strange, it didn't change the fact that his wife was pregnant. And as her husband, he knew he should care more about her.

He stretched out his arm and held Molly in his arms. "Yes, it is understandable that pregnant women change their mood all the time. It was all my fault. I was too reckless. If you feel tired, let's go to bed early."

"Okay," Molly said with a nod. Then, Walter gently lowered her towards the bed and tucked her in. Then, he turned off the light to let her rest.

Staring at the ceiling, Molly was in a daze. Although there was no light in the room and she couldn't see anything, she could feel her husband lying right next to her.

Suddenly, the center of the bed caved in from Walter's weight. He rested his hand on Molly's belly and murmured, "You have already given birth to one child for me, and now you're about to give birth to another one. Thank you, honey. I love you so much."

His words resounded in Molly's ears. She tried her best to keep her body from trembling and her tears from falling.

Her husband cheated on her, but now, he was saying such sweet words to her, and she was on the verge of crying. It was so pathetic.

'Am I so pathetic that I have to take advantage of my unborn baby just so I can keep my husband?' she thought.

In the dark, she turned to look at her husband's face. However, she couldn't sense anything but his scent, which was both familiar and strange.

Then, she heard the sound of his even breathing. Maybe it was because he was so tired today that he fell asleep in less than ten minutes.

Her husband was sleeping soundly, while she, on the other hand, couldn't sleep at all.

As she lay in bed in the dark, she thought about what was in store for her in the future.

The first thing she should do was take her daughter back from her mother-in-law so that she could look after her child herself and attract Walter's attention.

She listened to the clock ticking on the bedside table as time passed by. In a stark contrast to its stable sound, her heart was in a total mess.

No matter how hard she tried, she was not able to fall asleep the entire night.

She had no idea how much time had passed. An hour? Two hours? Maybe more.

All of a sudden, she heard a vibration from the bedside table. She looked towards the direction of the sound, and was greeted with the harsh brightness of a phone screen.

It was her husband's phone. Usually, she would never check his phone in secret.

But today, as she looked at the bright screen, she couldn't help but stretch out her hand discreetly.

She just wanted to know who on earth would send a message to him so late at night.

Could it be the mistress in red that she had seen with him in the hotel earlier?

Would her husband still send messages to her while he was at home?

All of those questions swirled around in her mind. If she didn't solve the mystery, she was afraid that she would get sick sooner or later from thinking too much about it.

Her hand hung in the air for a few seconds as she hesitated.

Then, the phone screen went off, and the room was engulfed in darkness again.

The room became so quiet as if nothing had happened at all.

A few seconds later,

Molly sat up and grabbed the phone from the bedside table.

She cautiously turned around and took a glance at her husband. He was still fast asleep. 'He's not going to wake up, right?' she wondered.

Leaning against the headboard, she turned the phone on.

The thought of peeping at her husband's secret made her feel very uneasy. After all, it wasn't something she would normally do.

But she was determined to see who sent the message, so she pressed the unlock key, and to her surprise, the phone asked for a password.

Looking at the screen, Molly was in a daze. Her husband had set a password on his phone.

When did this happen?

Without thinking too much about it, she input her birth date in her husband's phone immediately, but she failed to unlock it.

She frowned, feeling more and more depressed.

'Maybe it's our daughter's birthday instead of mine.'

She entered her daughter's birth date, but it was also incorrect.

She entered all kinds of numbers, including the birthdays of her in-laws, and even their anniversary.

But

all of them failed to unlock his phone.

At this point, she was feeling completely desperate. She stared blankly at the screen and tried to see the phone's contents through the locked screen.

It was then that she finally realized that the relationship between them was full of cracks.

As it turned out, there was already a secret between them after all.

Meanwhile, Walter, who had been sleeping, suddenly felt that there was a light next to him. His thick eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he opened his eyes to look at the spot next to him.

Seeing Molly holding his phone beside him, he sat up straight at once, completely frightened.

"Honey, what are you doing?"

Molly was so stunned by the sudden sound of Walter's voice that her hand trembled and the phone fell from her hand to the floor.

Bang!

Molly felt like their marriage was about to come to an end.

Staring at the phone on the floor, she forced herself to be calm and explained, "Your phone rang just now. Someone must have messaged you. You were sleeping so soundly and I didn't want to disturb you, so I just got up to check for you in case it was an important message."

Hearing her explanation, Walter felt nervous.

He hurriedly got out the bed, picked up the phone and entered the passcode. There was indeed an unread message.

And it was from his mistress!

After quickly browsing through the message, he put the phone back on the bedside table and smiled as if nothing had happened. "It's nothing, just a spam message."