Page 3 of My wife cheated on me with her fitness trainer

I went to work as usual, while Delilah spent the entire day at the gym.

When she came home, I could tell immediately that her day hadn't been simple. Her face was flushed, and she reeked of heavy perfume.

In the past, when I came home from work, she'd always been cold toward me. But today, she was unusually enthusiastic.

I knew that perfume was just meant to mask another man's scent. She was already cheating.

Delilah said to me, "Christian, I want to go hiking with my good friend Mila Wright tomorrow. You don't want me staying home all day, do you?"

How could she possibly be going hiking with Mila? They were both lazy. She was just looking for a reasonable excuse for her affair.

I replied, "Sure, that's a good thing."

Delilah was particularly happy and even gave me a light kiss on the forehead. She was already looking forward to tomorrow's passion.

The next day, Delilah didn't rush out until noon.

I took the day off from work. My wife was with another manhow could I possibly focus on work?

For this kind of woman, I had to expose her shameful behavior.

As soon as it got dark, I called Delilah.

I called three times in a row, and she didn't answer. It wasn't until the fourth call that she picked up.

Delilah's voice sounded rushed, and she was breathing heavily.

She said, "Honey, what's up?"

I asked, "What are you doing?"

She replied, "I'm running. No, I need to speed up. Let's not talk right now."

Over the phone, Delilah's breathing became more and more labored. I could even hear a man's breathing mixed in.

Then she quickly hung up.

I called several more times after that, but Delilah didn't answer.

I calmly posted a missing person notice on four social media platforms.

The content read: [My wife went hiking but suddenly lost contact. Hope kind people can provide information about her whereabouts.]

I also spent $100,000 on traffic promotion. In just one hour, the keywords "hiking" and "missing" became trending topics.

Even the local police were alerted.

About half an hour later, the police contacted me saying they had found my wife, and that she and a man were now both in a hotel lobby.

I drove to the hotel the police mentioned.

When I arrived, I found that many media outlets and reporters had already gathered outside the hotel.

Camera shutters were clicking constantly.

Delilah looked pale, her clothes wrinkled and disheveled.