Still, I silently took screenshots of everything. I needed leverage for the divorce. Near the end of the workday, Mike suddenly sent me three messages in quick succession.
[Brother-in-law, you’ve seen it all, right? Alice is so good to me. She agrees to whatever I ask.]
[I heard she say you two have never even slept together. Really? she smells so good—how did you hold back? You're not a eunuch, are you?]
[Will you give her to me? She doesn’t love you at all anyway.]
I decided to go back. Opening the door, I immediately saw them. Mike was assisting Alice with yoga and she was dressed in an extremely revealing outfit.
"Mr. Vein, you finally came back. You have no idea how lonely she has been without you," Mike said meaningfully.
I strode over in a few steps, grabbed him by the collar and landed a solid punch to his face. One punch. Two punches. Three punches. Blood trickled from his nose and lips before I finally threw him to the ground.