I never asked him about whether he bought a house or a car.
This reminded me.
I should go check how much real estate he had outside that I didn't know about.
And then recently,
Lily would send photos of herself wearing various styles of sexy lingerie, with words like "Honey, I miss you so much" attached.
Every time period matched the day Alberto told me he was going on a business trip.
...
It took me two full hours to copy all the chat records, send them to my phone, and delete the sending records.
After organizing them into the USB drive, I deleted the records on my phone.
Pretending nothing happened.
I put Alberto's phone back to its original place.
Early the next morning.
As usual, I got up early and helped him prepare the suit he would wear, and then matched his tie and watch.
When he got up, I tied his tie for him myself and sent him the door.
Before leaving, Alberto kissed me on the cheek affectionately.
"Dirty lips," I thought.
After watching him leave, I washed my face five times before I gave up.
Last night, I secretly wrote down Lily's WhatsApp ID.
And I took the time to register a new account.
I changed its name to "Personal Customization of Love Products".