Chapter 2 Test Report

When I went out, I called a taxi and followed her from afar. Soon Wendla arrived at Shangri La Hotel. The room charge here for one night seemed to be thousands. Immediately my anger cooled down. That man must be rich. How could I compete with him?

I followed Wendla into the hotel, watched her enter one of the rooms. But I did not have the courage to break in.

I sat on the ground alone, buried my head in my knees. I wanted to cry, but I couldn't.

I, who had never smoked before, went to buy a pack of cigarettes. I smoked almost half of the pack, and I felt like my throat was full of smoke, which still could not suppress the helplessness in my heart.

My wife had a tryst with another man in the hotel, but I dare not say a word. What kind of man was I?

Finally, I decided to record all this and show it to Wendla's mother, so that even if we were divorced, they would not ask me for the money they had already given to me because Wendla made a mistake first.

So I hid at the end of the corridor, waiting for Wendla and her fancy man to come out.

Until three o'clock in the morning, the door Wendla went in suddenly opened, so I immediately secretly recorded it on my cell phone.

First, Wendla came out of the room, and soon another person came out of it. At that time, my heart was about to pop out of my throat, but it was not a man but a woman. This woman was very beautiful. And Wendla put her arm around the woman's waist and called her "wife". And then she asked her to have a snack.

Then I finally realized that the one who made me a cuckold was not a man, but a woman!

Finding out this secret did not make me happier, on the contrary, I felt sad more than ever. I couldn't even have the ability to compete with a woman!

Watching them getting closer and closer to me, feeling the cold temperament of Wendla, I finally turned around and ran away.

I ran a few kilometers on the road. I didn't stop until I was sweating profusely. Then I arrived at the coldest home.

Lying helpless in bed, thinking about everything after marrying Wendla, I finally understood. I finally knew why Wendla wanted me, a "deaf-mute", as her husband, and I finally understood why she needed to cheat her mother. It turned out that Wendla was a f**king lesbian!

What should I do? Pretending like I didn't know about it? Or exposing her and divorcing her?

In the end, I decided to put up with it. I had to find a way out for myself, and then deal with this crap.

Just a few days later, however, Wendla did something that made me completely angry.

Early that morning, Wendla went out. When she came back, she threw me a piece of paper and typed on her cell phone: My mother is coming today. You will show her this report and tell her that you will actively treat it. The doctor said that it only needs treatment for half a year and that you will be a good son-in-law.

I picked up this paper suspiciously. After reading it, I was dumbfounded.

This was a laboratory test report, and the name on it was me, Manny Chen. The test report actually said that I was infertile!

How could Wendla insult me again and again?

At this moment, a crazy idea sprouted in my heart. Well, Wendla, didn't you say that I couldn't give birth to a baby? I wouldn't let you go easy! I was a little excited, inexplicably excited.

But I didn't show it on my face. I just took the test report and looked at Wendla, confused, shaking my head to indicate that I was not willing to accept it.

Wendla scolded me and tweaked my ear.

Then she typed with her cell phone and told me that she knew that I had a sister who was sick. She said that as long as I could help her lied to her mother for a year, she would help me pay all the medical expenses for my sister.

Wendla's words immediately moved me. Finally, for the sake of my sister, I temporarily suppressed the idea of revenge.

So I nodded, and instead of thanking me, Wendla gave me a disdainful look.

After a while, Wendla's mother came. She seemed to like to wear chi-paos very much. Today, she was wearing a purple one, which made her look elegant.

I heard Wendla say to her mother, "Mom, you're here. I'm just about to contact you."

Wendla's mother seemed in a good mood and asked Wendla with a smile if she was pregnant.

Wendla suddenly sighed, "Mom, what I guessed before was right. I took Manny to the andrology department two days ago. He has a problem. He is infertile now."

I clenched my fist in anger, but I didn't dare to move.

Then Wendla's mother turned very angry, "What? Manny is infertile?! He looks like he is in good health. How can he be infertile? Wendla, are you lying to me again?"

Wendla said, "How could I lie to you? We're already married." Then she texted me and told me to come down with the test report.

When I went downstairs, I looked at Wendla's mother in embarrassment, blushing, and bowing my head.

Her mother looked at me as if she wanted to see whether I was a normal man.

I handed the test report to her and wrote it to her with prepared paper and pen: Mom, I'm sorry, I went to the hospital for examination, and I really can't have babies now. I feel sorry for Wendla and you. I can't give you grandchildren for the time being.

Wendla's mother suddenly turned angry.

I lost my dignity, but I continued to write to Wendla's mother. I said, "Mom, I'm sorry, but the doctor said that my disease was not difficult to treat. As long as I do as he said, I can get back to normal. The doctor also said that after treatment, he could give me a prescription that can help us have a baby boy.

At this time, Wendla also echoed. She said that we were married anyway, and we didn't need to be in a hurry. She could not divorce me and marry another man that quickly. She felt it was disgraceful.

In the end, Wendla's mother didn't say anything. She stayed for lunch and left. I made lunch. I could feel that the way she looked at me was changed, and she was very dissatisfied with me. At that time, I really wanted to explain it to her, but I could only bear it.

After this, Wendla gave me two thousand yuan, saying it was my dignity fee. Although I was not happy, I still took it anyway.

In the next few days, Wendla was not at home. She should be on the flight. I also took advantage of these days to slip around the city. I wanted to find a job. In case I broke up with Wendla in the future, there would be a way out.

But I was afraid that Wendla would find out I could hear and speak, I could only be a "deaf-mute". It was really hard for a deaf-mute to find a suitable job. I could not find any satisfactory one for a while.

As for Wendla's mother, she was very concerned about my condition, and she texted from time to time, either asking me to take supplements or letting me exercise.

I felt very embarrassed to talk to her mother about this topic. I wanted to tell her that I was actually a healthy man, but Wendla didn't let me touch her. But I still didn't dare to send it out when the words were already typed.

As time went on, Wendla did something that hurt my self-esteem again, just as I felt I had fully adapted to the humiliating role.