On the night before my wedding, my friends threw me a bachelor party. Halfway through, my friend Mason Reed gave me a suggestive look and said: “We’ve got something even hotter planned, and we booked three strippers for you so you can have one last wild night before marriage.” I shook my head and refused. “You guys have fun. I can’t do anything that would hurt my fiancée.” But Mason said to me: “You’re way too old-fashioned! Yesterday, my friend hooked up with a woman who was about to get married, and she was crazy in bed.” As he spoke, Mason took out his phone and showed me his chat messages with that woman. I froze. That woman’s Ins profile picture was exactly the same as my fiancée’s. I forced myself to control my emotions and acted like nothing had happened. The next day, the wedding went on as planned. Smiling, I walked onto the stage with my fiancée on my arm, then pressed the remote. On the big screen, the chat records, audio recordings, and videos were all there. The whole room exploded.
I looked at the screen of Mason’s phone, and in a gaming group chat, a man was bragging about his one-night stand. “A woman about to get married is seriously wild.” “I love this kind, mature and forward.” I looked at the woman’s profile picture and wondered why it looked so familiar… I snatched the phone out of my friend’s hand. I zoomed in on the screenshot. It showed a chat between a man and a woman: “You’re getting married tomorrow, and I really can’t bear to let you go.” “Then come see me tonight.” “What am I coming to see you for? Aren’t you afraid your husband will find out?” “What kind of husband is he to me? The wedding hasn’t happened yet, so I’m still yours. Whenever I think about getting married, I get anxious, so come keep me company.” Attached after that were a few blurry chest photos with no face shown. Coincidentally, the woman’s profile picture was half of a heart. It was exactly the same as my fiancée Chloe Bennett’s profile picture. I remembered that she had been the one who suggested we use the same Ins profile picture. Mason, sitting beside me, did not notice that something was wrong with me. “Look, this woman’s getting married tomorrow, the same day as you. But she’s still hooking up with her ex the night before the wedding. What a slut, haha…” I pretended to stay calm and said nothing. Then I walked to the restroom and called Chloe. The phone rang several times, but no one answered. My heart tightened. The woman Mason had just shown me, the one actively cheating and flirting with her ex, could not really be Chloe, could it? Finally, the call went through. I listened to the voice on the other end of the phone and let out a long breath, thinking maybe it really was just a coincidence. Plenty of people used the same social media profile picture, and plenty of people got married on the same day. How could I suspect someone who was about to become my legal wife? Besides, Chloe’s family were all very conservative Christians. Her whole family was against sex before marriage. Even on the night of our engagement, when I wanted to get intimate, she refused me and insisted on giving herself to me completely on our wedding night. How could I suspect her? I was such a jerk. “It’s nothing, nothing, I just… missed you. Is your room all set up?” I asked her with a guilty conscience. I did not dare tell her the gossip I had just heard. Otherwise, as smart as she was, she would definitely guess why I had called. “It’s almost… mm… all cleaned up.” “What’s wrong, what’s wrong? Are you okay?” I asked nervously. “I’m fine, I’m fine. I accidentally bumped into the cabinet. If there’s nothing else, hang up, okay? Don’t you have to get up early tomorrow to pick me up? Don’t be late.” “Don’t worry, I definitely won’t be late. You should also get some… rest.” I had just finished speaking. On Chloe’s end, she hung up on me in a hurry. I had originally wanted to be sweet with her for a couple more sentences. Forget it, she had been busy for days, so she must have been tired too. After I came out of the restroom, my buddy saw I seemed fine and started yelling at me again: “Come look, come look, this is so damn exciting. That guy posted something even crazier in the group…”
Mason shoved his phone in front of my eyes. There was a new chat on it. “This is so exciting and feels so damn good. My ex-girlfriend and I were right in the middle of it when her husband suddenly called, and it almost scared the hell out of me.” “But my ex-girlfriend is seriously badass. She didn’t let him notice anything was wrong at all.” “My ex-girlfriend was wearing a wedding dress and talking to her own husband on the phone while she was under me, and damn, that felt incredible, haha.” Looking at that string of laughing emojis, I felt a wave of rage I could not hold back shoot straight to my head. Chloe’s voice had sounded off for a split second just now. I had not thought much of it at first. But at this moment, this man with the username “Kyle Harding” was bragging in the group and describing the scene in real time, so I had no choice but to suspect it. The female lead was Chloe, the woman who was about to marry me. “Damn, bro, that’s insane.” “I’m so jealous, man. Can you start a livestream?” “So jealous, start a livestream and let us see. Good things are meant to be shared.” In just a minute or two, the people in the group had already started egging him on. No, I could not just sit there and wait. Blind guessing was useless. I had to confirm whether the woman cheating on the night before her wedding was Chloe or not. Otherwise, tomorrow’s wedding could not happen.] “Idiot, you’re just talking out of your ass, aren’t you?” After I sent that sentence, the entire screen full of envy paused instantly. I waited a little while. “Kyle Harding” finally saw it. “Bro, are you just bitter because you can’t have it?” “I can understand if you’re jealous and resentful, but if you’re cursing me out, are you insane? It’s not like I fucked your wife!” That one sentence hit me right where it hurt. The person he might have fucked really could be my wife. But it also might not be. The reason I cursed at him was to confirm it. On my end, I was gritting my teeth so hard that I bit red marks into my lip. Mason finally realized something was wrong. He looked at the line in the group that said, “Did I fuck your wife?” Then he turned and looked at me. “Shit, it’s not really your fiancée, is it…” He did not dare keep going. Then he quickly added: “No, no way, Ethan. We must be overthinking it.” “Whether or not it’s Chloe, we can just confirm it.” My eyes were bloodshot, and I looked at him with something almost savage in my face. Then I quickly lowered my head and started typing on the phone. “Idiot, just because you say you’re fucking someone else’s wife, are we supposed to believe you?” “I think you’re just bluffing, acting all by yourself, chasing attention, and enjoying praise from people who don’t know the truth. Is that fun?” I needed to provoke him and make him reveal key proof. And then. Snap, he really threw a photo straight into the group. “Idiot, see if I’m lying or not.” I ignored his insults and quickly tapped the photo with my finger, enlarging it…
The photo showed only a back. Not even the head was in the shot. She was indeed wearing a wedding dress. And the hem of the wedding dress had already been lifted up onto her back. It was easy to imagine what had just happened. Or what was currently happening. I zoomed in and searched bit by bit, but I found no useful information. So I kept provoking him: “Idiot, I can tell you’re not bragging.” “But you don’t even dare photograph the back of her head, so how am I supposed to know whether the broad back under you belongs to some huge dude from the front, haha.” After I said that, the people in the group started blindly stirring things up too. “Exactly, bro, what kind of photo is this? We can’t even tell if it’s a man or a woman. You’re not really bragging, are you?” “Could it be an AI picture, haha?” “Record a video, record a video. We want to see a live video…” The situation completely got out of control. “Shut the fuck up, all of you. Did you all eat shit with those mouths? Believe it or don’t, I don’t care.” … A few seconds later, he still could not help but tag me in the group. “No, bro, something’s off about you!” “I feel like you’ve been provoking me this whole time. Fuck, did I really fuck your wife?” “Or do you know my girlfriend…” I did not reply right away and slowed myself down. I knew he was starting to panic too. After all, this was a local group. Even if most people did not know each other, there was always a chance that someone nearby might recognize someone. Who could stay calm and not be afraid when it felt like you had been caught by the actual partner while seducing someone in a relationship? “Bro, why aren’t you talking? Do you really know my ex-girlfriend?” Seeing that I had achieved my goal, I stopped scaring him. “You’re overthinking it. I’m just from out of town and here to clear my head.” “I joined a random group because I wanted locals nearby to recommend good food and fun places, but who knew I’d run into you bragging?” While I kept him steady in the group, I privately added him as a friend. What if he left the group and ran off in a bit? The notification sounded quickly. [The other party rejected your friend request.] Rejected? I added him again and attached a note: [Accept it, or I’ll call the police and report you for spreading a woman’s private photos, and you won’t get away.] This time, that man accepted my friend request very quickly. “Bro, what exactly do you want?” he asked me directly in the private chat. “Don’t overthink it. I’m just curious. If I don’t see what your girlfriend looks like, I really won’t be able to sleep tonight.” “You don’t need to be scared either. I’m really not local, so there’s no way I know you or the bride under you. If you don’t believe me, you can check my Ins posts and see if you recognize me.” I waited for a while, but the other side never replied. I guessed they had really gone to look through my posts. But I was not afraid, because the account and phone both belonged to Mason. They would not find anything useful. Besides, there was another point: they definitely would not dare make a big deal out of this. So they could not run anymore. “I can’t let you see my ex-girlfriend’s face. Ask for something else.” The fish had taken the bait. “Bro, that’s kind of stingy. You’re enjoying something that good yourself, and you won’t even let someone else take a look?” “Ask for something else, or if you want a woman, I’ll pay to get you the best escort in town. How about that?” “How can a paid escort be as exciting as your bride? Fine, if you won’t show her face, take a full-body shot so I can at least see her figure and satisfy my craving.” Even if I could not see her face, as long as it was Chloe, I would be able to confirm it through other features. Snap! A full-body photo was sent over, showing her from the back. I immediately zoomed in on the back of her head, because there was a mark there that could confirm whether she was Chloe…
In the end. I really found it. I zoomed in on the photo and looked again and again. I could not help kicking the stool beside my foot away. The heart-shaped red mole behind her ear was so glaring. If having the same profile picture could be a coincidence. If the strange sound she made during the phone call could be argued away. Then this photo was ironclad proof. Chloe Bennett, the woman who was going to have a wedding with me in just a few hours. Had cheated! I took out my phone. I wanted to FaceTime her. I wanted to ask her how she could be so shameless. But just as I was about to dial, Mason suddenly grabbed my hand. “Ethan, what are you doing?” “What am I doing? What do you think I’m doing? I want to kill someone. I want to go kill the bastard who fucked my fiancée right now, and while I’m at it, kill that bitch Chloe too.” After saying those two vicious lines. It was like all the energy in my body had been drained dry. I knocked something behind me over. I collapsed to the floor. I covered my face, and tears kept pouring down. “My fiancée cheated. My fiancée cheated…” I had truly never imagined something like this would happen to me. Just dozens of minutes ago, I had still been imagining tomorrow’s romantic scene. Now everything was destroyed. Everything was gone. Mason patted my shoulder. He said nothing, but he still helped me come back to my senses. The wedding would be held in just a few hours, and I had to make a decision. I owed my parents, relatives, and friends some kind of explanation. But as for that bitch Chloe. I would never take her back. Since she was this shameless, I would give her exactly what she deserved. “Let me use your phone again.” I reached my hand out to Mason. Seeing that I had calmed down, he did not hesitate. He handed it over directly. I opened the chat box with “Kyle Harding” and started typing: “Bro, I can tell from her back that your girlfriend is top-tier. Talk it over with her. How much would it cost to let me have a turn?” I wanted to catch them in the act. I wanted to nail Chloe down completely. “Are you sick? You wanted to see the photo, and I showed it to you. Now you want a turn too? Do you really think I’m some idiot you can mess with?” “Ten thousand dollars to let me have a turn, or I’ll post your business online. You two choose.” “I’m just here to travel and clear my head. If you agree and I have fun tonight, I’ll get in a car and leave afterward. In the future, none of us will see each other again, and none of us will know each other, so don’t worry.” The other side stopped replying again. I did not know whether Chloe disagreed. Or whether they were scared. But they no longer had a choice. “I think the bride beside you probably doesn’t want her business exposed either. Even if it’s only a back view, people who know her can still recognize her, don’t you think?” I was threatening them. I was betting that they did not want to make this bigger. Then I directly transferred ten thousand dollars to him. “Bear Inn, Room 520. I hope you keep your promise and get lost right after you’re done.”
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