The Rise of the Son-in-law After Divorce

Today was Fiona Cooper's birthday.

Reflecting on the countless humiliations he had endured over the past three years, Joseph Wilson had little affection for his wife, Fiona Cooper. However, as husband and wife of three years, it was her birthday today, so Joseph Wilson still bought a bouquet of flowers, intending to pick her up from work at the entrance of Cooper Group.

It was laughable that, as a live-in son-in-law for three years, his wife in name had never looked him in the eye. They had always slept in separate rooms, and he had never even touched Fiona Cooper's hand.

Fiona Cooper never allowed Joseph Wilson to appear at the company, so every time Joseph Wilson came to pick her up from work, he would stand far away and wait for her to come out. This time was no exception.

However, what Joseph Wilson did not expect was to see his wife walking out of the Cooper Group building, arm in arm with a man.

"Charles, why are you back so suddenly?"

"I finished my business abroad and missed you so much. As soon as I returned, I came straight to find you..." As he spoke, Charles Martin's hand had already impolitely groped Fiona Cooper's buttocks.

"Hmph, you were abroad for so long and still remember me. I suppose you have a bit of a conscience..."

The two walked arm in arm, intimately entering the InterContinental Hotel next to the Cooper Building.

Joseph followed Fiona and the man all the way into the InterContinental Hotel until he saw the two of them unable to resist kissing in the corridor.

The man's hands had already slipped inside Fiona's clothes, wantonly kneading her breasts.

Joseph Wilson couldn't help but clench his fists, his anger uncontrollable.

"Darling, wait a moment... to the room... ah..."

Witnessing with his own eyes his wife being embraced by a strange man and entering a hotel room, they were so urgent that they completely forgot to close the door.

Through the crack in the door, Joseph saw his originally aloof wife stripping off her clothes and kneeling in front of the strange man, tilting her head back and opening her mouth...

"You little slut, your oral skills are still as good as before... ah..."

"Slut, I can't resist the urge to ejaculate... ah..."

"Oh~ darling, your cock is so big..."

"Slut, get on the bed, spread your legs, I'm going to fuck you to death..."

"Ah... ah..."

...

Never in his wildest dreams did Joseph imagine that his successful wife, who always had an icy demeanor, would be so lascivious at this moment. Recalling the past three years, Fiona Cooper had never smiled at him. Joseph had long understood that Fiona didn't love him.

But she was still his wife in the legal sense. He never expected such a repulsive debauchery to lie beneath her aloof facade.

Endless anger, regret, and pent-up emotions kept assaulting Joseph Wilson. He couldn't help wanting to rush into the room to confront this adulterous couple.

Looking around, Joseph directly removed a knight's sword from the decorative cabinet in the corridor of the InterContinental Hotel.

Boundless rage engulfed Joseph Wilson's senses. Taking the knight's sword and unsheathing it, with this half-meter long sword in hand, Joseph was ready to charge into the room, stab the stranger's belly a few times, and then cut off his disgusting cock.

However, the instant Joseph touched the blade of this knight's sword, it was as if familiar objects awakened lost memories.

In Joseph's memory, there had always been a large blank. Joseph could only remember what had happened in the three years since he married into the family. As for the memories before that, no matter how hard Joseph tried to recall, he couldn't remember anything. It was like a barrier separating everything from three years ago.

The faint bloody smell on this knight's sword that had been sealed in the decorative cabinet for who knows how long, this scent of blood, the smell of the battlefield, Joseph was all too familiar with it. Combined with his infinite anger, it finally allowed Joseph Wilson to break through that barrier.

Countless memories frantically flooded into Joseph Wilson's brain, causing him to involuntarily drop the knight's sword in his hand, clasp his head with both hands, and crouch in the corner of the corridor, his whole body twitching uncontrollably. This was a side effect of the brain being unable to process the vast amount of information in time.

After ten minutes, the pain in his brain gradually subsided, and Joseph opened his eyes. However, the dullness and numbness originally in these eyes were gone, replaced by endless sharpness and powerful confidence.

Joseph Wilson stood up, looked at the knight's sword on the ground, and recalled his anger just now and his reckless impulse. He couldn't help but show a trace of self-mockery.

That woman who didn't love him and whom he had never loved, why should he kill for her sake and bring himself endless trouble?

Joseph Wilson calmly turned and walked into the elevator of the InterContinental Hotel. Behind him, the faint moans of the woman and the man's wild roars could still be heard...

Joseph calmly returned to the Cooper family villa. Opening the door, he saw Heidi Cooper sitting cross-legged on the sofa, eating snacks and watching TV. 

In the three years since marrying into the Cooper family, in the eyes of others, he was just a useless, spineless live-in son-in-law. The only one who treated him like a human being was Heidi Cooper. Not only did she not despise him, but she was also very close to him, always affectionately calling him brother-in-law.

Joseph didn't pay attention to Heidi and prepared to go straight to his room.

Seeing that Joseph had returned but didn't speak to her, Heidi looked at Joseph, "Brother-in-law, you seem distracted today. Did you hear some bad news?"

"What bad news?" 

Joseph was stunned for a moment before coming back to his senses from his chaotic thoughts.

"My sister's childhood sweetheart is about to return from abroad. Are you afraid that my sister will divorce you and marry another man?"

Heidi grinned, looking gleeful.

Hearing these words, Joseph Wilson fell silent. So it was her childhood sweetheart...

Quickening his pace, he returned to his room.

After calming his emotions, Joseph Wilson came to his master's portrait and looked at his master's photo.

"Master, you are my only family."

"Three years ago, in an accident, you were seriously injured trying to save me, and I also lost my memory. You arranged for me to marry into the Cooper family before passing away from your serious injuries. It's a pity that Fiona Cooper and I have no feelings for each other and are destined not to stay together for life."

"Now, three years have passed. Most of my strength has recovered, but only a small part of my memory has returned. I want to know what exactly happened three years ago."

"Regardless, I have to leave the Cooper family. I don't know where to go. But I know I can't stay with the Cooper family."

After saying this, Joseph Wilson's hesitant gaze became firm.

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

At this time, Joseph Wilson's shabby phone rang. Joseph saw that it was Fiona calling and answered.

"Joseph Wilson, come pick me up at the company now."

A cold voice came from the other end of the line.

"Okay."

Joseph responded swiftly.

"Don't park the car at the company entrance. Park a bit further away. I'll walk over myself. I don't want my colleagues to see you." Fiona continued.

"Okay."

Joseph responded. Before he finished speaking, the other end had already hung up. 

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