Realm of the Night God

The middle-aged chubby man became concerned about whether his wife was facing any safety issues, so he took out his mobile phone, intending to give her a call.

However, before dialing the number, the middle-aged man considered Zhong Siyu. Regardless of whether his wife had encountered an accident or hadn't returned for other reasons, he thought it would be best not to let the child know, to avoid affecting her.

"Siyu, play with Grandpa Steward for a while. Daddy needs to make a call," the middle-aged man smiled, addressing Zhong Siyu.

Noticing the uneasy expression on the middle-aged man's face, Zhong Siyu couldn't help but look puzzled. She asked, "Dad, what's going on?"

"It's some business matters, nothing major. You go and have fun; Daddy will handle it in a bit," the middle-aged man smiled reassuringly.

Although Zhong Siyu was skeptical of her father's words, being just a child, she wouldn't delve too deeply into the matter even if she sensed something was off.

After Zhong Siyu left, the middle-aged man dialed his wife's phone number.

The call went through, but there was no answer. With each "beep," his heart inexplicably sank a bit.

Just as the middle-aged man began to think that something might have happened to his wife, the call was finally answered, and a familiar voice came from the other end.

Hearing this familiar voice, the middle-aged man felt considerably relieved. Clearly loosening up, he couldn't help but smile.

"Hehe, what are you doing? Why did you only pick up the phone now?" The middle-aged man spoke in a gentle tone, smiling as he inquired.

"I was playing with Siyu, so I didn't notice the mobile phone. This little girl is getting more mischievous, really giving me a headache. Although she looks like me, I think her mischievous personality must come from you," his wife's voice was also gentle, but there was a hint of helplessness in her tone.

"Hehe, how could you be playing with Siyu? She's having a great time with Steward and the servants right now. I'm in the villa..."

The middle-aged man responded instinctively, but before he could finish his sentence, he realized that his wife's response was off. His face stiffened, and his voice abruptly stopped.

On the other end of the phone, his wife seemed equally surprised by the middle-aged man's words. She didn't respond for a while.

Most afraid of sudden silence, after a few breaths, the middle-aged man spoke again to confirm, "Are you at home?"

This time, his tone was less gentle and carried a hint of coldness.

"Are you at home?"

The woman didn't answer the middle-aged man's question but instead repeated the inquiry. However, her voice lacked confidence, and she seemed uneasy.

At this moment, the middle-aged man gave a definitive answer, "Yes, I'm at home."

"Oh my, when did you come back? I was just playing with Siyu. I went out to buy something just now."

The woman feigned surprise, awkwardly smiling as she responded. However, her actions only intensified the anger in the middle-aged man's heart!

"You have a terrible talent for lying. Don't think I believe this. Even a child wouldn't believe it. Siyu has already told me that you haven't been home since last night. Do you still want to pretend?"

The middle-aged man's tone grew colder, and on the other end of the phone, the woman appeared hesitant, unable to find the right words.

At this moment, an impatient voice suddenly interrupted the conversation.

"Forget it, why bother with him? Just tell him straight, do whatever you want. If he annoys me, I'll finish him off! Damn, why waste time talking to him?"

The speaker was a man, and from his tone, it was clear he lacked seriousness. His words were coarse and filled with profanity, indicating he was not a decent person.

For the middle-aged man, these words were like adding fuel to the fire. Since his wife's lie, he had suspected that she might have betrayed him, betrayed their family. However, he had clung to a glimmer of hope, thinking it might be a misunderstanding or that his wife had some unspeakable reasons for lying.

But when the impatient voice of the man echoed in his ears, he felt like he had plunged into an ice cellar.

He wasn't frightened by the threats in the man's words; he was wounded by the betrayal of his wife.

Before he could say anything, the woman hastily hung up the phone. However, at this point, ending the call was futile—a self-deception.

The middle-aged man put away his mobile phone, his expression turning cold. He looked towards the butler's location, and as the steward happened to be looking at him, he gestured for the butler to come over.

The latter dared not show any negligence and quickly ran towards the middle-aged chubby man.

Seeing her dad's unpleasant expression, Zhong Siyu inexplicably felt a bad premonition. To understand what had happened, she followed the butler and ran towards her dad.

"Sir, do you have something for me?" The butler respectfully saluted the middle-aged chubby man and then asked.

"Dad, your face looks terrible. What happened?" Zhong Siyu asked with concern.

The middle-aged chubby man didn't respond to the butler but tried to force a smile on his face. He spoke to Zhong Siyu, "Daddy's been robbed of a big business he's been running for years, so his face doesn't look good. But don't worry, Daddy knows how to handle it. Go and play, don't cause trouble for Daddy."

Zhong Siyu nodded, her expression showing some disbelief. She had wanted to ask more questions, but seeing the forced smile on her dad's face, she didn't have the heart to inquire further and left with her doubts.

After Zhong Siyu left, the middle-aged chubby man put away the smile on his face, uglier than a cry, and looked at the butler. Coldly, he said, "Come with me; I have something to ask you."

The butler was somewhat puzzled. He didn't know what had happened to make the master's face look so terrible. As for the reason the master had just mentioned, even Zhong Siyu didn't believe it, so how could he?

Although he was curious, the butler didn't dare to ask more questions. After responding respectfully, he quickly followed.

Inside the study, the butler locked the door, looked at the middle-aged chubby man with confusion, and asked, "Sir, what's wrong? What big event has happened?"

The butler's words struck a nerve. The middle-aged chubby man had been suppressing his anger, and now, it finally erupted.

"What's wrong! How dare you ask me what's wrong! My wife hasn't come back since last night, did you not notice?" The middle-aged chubby man roared.

"I know about this matter. Before Madam left last night, she specifically instructed me. She wanted to visit her mother and told me to take care of Siyu. She didn't want Siyu to worry, so I shouldn't tell her about it," the butler replied.

"Visit her mother? Damn her mother!"

The middle-aged chubby man was furious, and he angrily threw a book about some dog-spirited nonsense off the table in front of him.

Seeing the sudden burst of anger from the middle-aged chubby man, the butler immediately understood that this matter was probably much more complicated than he had imagined. However, the master was still in a rage, so he didn't dare to speak randomly.

After taking a few deep breaths, the middle-aged chubby man spoke to the butler again, "How many times does she go to her mother's house in a week?"

"Sometimes two or three times when it's less, and a whole week when it's more."

The butler's words made the middle-aged chubby man's body tremble with anger. He sat down on the chair, his head buzzing, feeling like everything he saw had turned green.

Gritting his teeth, the middle-aged chubby man asked the butler, "Why didn't you tell me about such a big thing in advance!"

The butler looked somewhat aggrieved. With a bitter face, he said, "Sir, I told you about this many years ago. But at that time, you said it was a good thing. You said that Madam thinking about her mother all the time was her filial piety, and you even asked me to bring more New Genesis Coins for Madam to buy gifts for her mother."

The anger on the middle-aged chubby man's face froze for a moment. He remembered that there was such a thing, recalling the words he had said at that time. He felt like a huge stone was pressing on his chest, making him breathless.

What the middle-aged chubby man found most unacceptable was the four words in the butler's statement... many years ago!

These four words were like a reminder that his wife's betrayal had likely started many years ago!