The Road That Stole My Wife

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What kind of magic did budget travel have? My delicate newlywed wife was so cold at home that I suffered terribly, yet she wrote an obscene private diary along the Sichuan-Tibet Route, praising it as a paradise for women... ac

My wife, who had gone budget traveling along the Sichuan-Tibet Route with her best friend, suddenly lost contact, and while I was anxiously searching for her whereabouts, I unexpectedly discovered her private budget travel diary.

On the third day of the pilgrimage road, I switched to a new hitchhiking ride, and this driver was so rough that I loved it. While he was still driving, he reached his hand under my skirt...

I threw away the cigarette in my hand, unable to believe no matter what that this was written by my cool, restrained wife, Ava Williams.

Ava was very beautiful, the campus beauty of Capital Art University, with a delicate face, a height of five foot five, a curvy figure, and fair tender skin that looked as if it had been soaked in milk.

Her moist, tender pink lips made anyone unable to stop once they kissed them.

But what I loved most was the artistic air she gave off from head to toe, quiet and elegant, making me fall in love at first sight.

We had been married for three months, and she was good in every way, except for one thing that depressed me, which was that Ava was truly too cold in that regard.

Every time we had sex, she was like a dead fish, making me lose interest and leaving me full of pent-up frustration with nowhere to vent.

My friend advised me that with an artistic young woman, as long as I entered her heart, I could enter her... and by then, wouldnt I be able to do whatever I wanted?

Some time ago, Ava wanted to go traveling.

Without another word, I transferred her a sum of money and planned to take leave to accompany her for a few days.

Ava refused my kindness, saying she had already made plans with her best friend Mia Clark, and it would be inconvenient to bring me along.

She did not take the money either, because they planned to budget travel.

That meant hitchhiking the whole way, stopping wherever they felt like, admiring distant scenery, and this was the romance that belonged to artistic young women.

I never expected that on the third day of the trip, her phone would suddenly stop connecting!

She had not posted anything on her social media again either, as if she had vanished into thin air.

I was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, and after much effort, I found out the contact information for her best friend Mia, then hurriedly called her.

Mmm... stop it, ah... who is this? If you need something, hurry up and say it...

Listening to that strange voice, my heart sank.

Mia, what are you doing? Is Ava with you?

Mia stammered, Oh... hiss, ah... Im eating spicy snacks, and Ava is indeed with me. She went to the bathroom, you... ah, be gentler!

At the same time, I also heard a man cursing and complaining.

I instantly flew into a rage. Have Ava answer the phone immediately, or Ill call the police! Lets see whether your husband will still come bail you out then!

When Mia saw she could not fool me, she could not help cursing.

Are you crazy? Your wife ran off, so what the hell does that have to do with me? Who knows which road shes having fun on right now?

To be honest, Ethan Harris, have you ever seen Avas true face?

Mia hung up in a rage, and before I could call her again, a message came through.

The two of us split up yesterday, and she only used me as a cover to come out here. Right now, shes probably having the time of her life on the Sichuan-Tibet Route! She even posted photos online at noon!

Also, youd better keep what happened just now buried in your stomach, or dont blame me for being rude!

After the text message, there was a website link.

With a trace of nervousness, I ignored the risk warning that popped up on my phone and tapped in.

After several redirects, a post appeared on my phone.

It really is Ava!

There were several photos inserted in the post, and in the photos, Ava was wearing a floral dress, smiling like a blooming flower.

The background behind her was blue sky, white clouds, and a stretch of wilderness...

In one of the photos, Ava was lying on the ground in a seductive pose, and a thick, dark arm was lifting her skirt.

On her face was a flirtatious expression I had never seen before.

Its not suitable to mess around while driving, and its not satisfying either. We stopped the car by the roadside, rolled around freely in the wilderness, enjoyed free and unrestrained pleasure, and let the sunlight and rain and dew spill all over my body...

Tonight, we watched the stars in the wilderness! I was a little cold and didnt want to recklessly show off my body in the chilly night. He made me bend over and lie against the hood of the car, then lifted my floral dress. Wearing a dress really is convenient...

Compared with the bland and tasteless routine I have with my husband in name only, I enjoy this wild collision of bodies more. In that instant, my soul was elevated too, as if I had entered heaven...

Seeing the contents of those diary entries, I only felt my brain buzz, and my whole body froze in place.

Immediately afterward, a surge of anger shot straight to my head.

Ah...

I was so furious that I slammed my fist onto the table, and the ornament with our wedding photo on it fell to the floor and shattered into pieces.

Was this really written by Ava?

Was this her true face?

Thinking of how I usually humbled myself in bed and tried every possible way to please her while she ignored me, then looking at her obscene diary...

I continued scrolling down, and there were many comments under the post.

Another female bodhisattva offering her body, tsk, tsk. Im going on a pilgrimage right now and praying for a chance encounter!

Hahaha, I tried it once last year, and my legs were weak on the way back! If I werent busy these days, Id definitely go run the Sichuan-Tibet Route again and enjoy myself one more time!

Remember to use protection. Women like this are fun to play with, but theyre too dirty!

The intense sense of humiliation made my whole body tremble.

At that moment, I really wanted to kill someone!

I even wanted to send the link to Avas parents and all her relatives and friends, so that everyone could see her disgusting face.

But very quickly, I forced myself to calm down.

In those photos, there was no substantial evidence proving she had cheated.

As for the content of the post, who could be certain it was written by Ava?

Even if the diary was real, if she flatly denied it, I would have no way to deal with her, and instead, I would completely become a laughingstock.

I had to find Ava and verify this matter with my own eyes!

Based on the discussions from netizens, I confirmed Avas budget travel route and approximate location, then immediately asked the company for leave.

But before I set out, Mia suddenly called me.

Youre not really planning to call the police, are you? If this kind of thing gets blown up, its bad for everyone, so I advise you not to act impulsively!

Were all adults, so what is there that you cant get over? She only plays around once in a while, and dont you men often go for foot massages and those kinds of services?

Mia spoke in a matter-of-fact tone, as if cheating was easier than drinking water.

I cursed, Bullshit! Im not a rotten piece of trash like you!

Mia got anxious. Youre speaking way too harshly. What era is this? Arent your ideas too conservative? At worst, you two can each play around on your own. Why take it so seriously?

If you feel like youre losing out, you can also go run the Sichuan-Tibet Route and play with someone elses wife!

My heart stirred, and I sneered. So you and your husband also play this way? Then Ill go find him right now and ask him for some advice!

Mia fell silent, and after quite a while, she finally squeezed out one sentence.

Ethan, as long as you dont tell my husband about me, Ill agree to any condition! My looks and figure arent worse than Avas either, and I guarantee Ill satisfy you...

I felt sick inside and had no interest in such a woman at all.

But when I thought of Ava, I hesitated again.

The Sichuan-Tibet area was so vast, and under circumstances where Ava had deliberately cut off contact, it would be too hard for me to find her.

But if I brought Mia along, it might be different, because she and Ava had been best friends for more than ten years, and since Ava could even share this kind of cheating diary with her, she must know Avas whereabouts!

Hmph, I only have one condition. Take me to find Ava!

Mia went silent again for quite a while. Fine! But you have to promise me that you absolutely wont call the police or blow this matter up...

I secretly sneered and casually brushed her off with a few words.

That night, I drove to meet Mia, and it was not until the next morning that I met up with her at a gas station on National Highway 318.

Mia was carrying a backpack, wearing a tight short-sleeved shirt and a sun-protective jacket on top, with a long skirt and white sneakers on the bottom.

It was still rather cold in the morning, and after getting into the car, Mia glared at me resentfully. Youre way too slow. Im about to freeze to death, so hurry and warm me up!

She squeezed into the passenger seat and directly burrowed into my arms, pressing the full softness of her chest against me.

Only then did I notice that she was not wearing anything underneath.

If you dress like that, you deserve to freeze to death!

Whats wrong with dressing like this? Dressing like this is convenient.

Mia smiled, grabbed my hand, and lifted the hem of her shirt. You can hold the steering wheel with one hand, and your other hand can do anything!

That slick touch made my whole body tremble, and I hurriedly pulled my hand back.

Dont touch me. Disgusting!

Im disgusting? I learned this from her! Mia sneered. It was like this back in school too. Boys all liked fake-prude girls like Ava. But in reality, she played wilder in private than anyone else.

Ethan, do you know how your wife seduced men on this road?

To be honest, Mia was quite pretty.

Although she was not the cool, aloof type of beauty that Ava was, she had an indescribably charming allure.

When she saw I was not speaking, she started taking off her clothes on her own.

Ava said she only gets into cars full of men. Once she gets in the car, she takes off her clothes, because nothing is more tempting than skin shining under the sunlight, and she just loves that feeling of fully releasing and stretching herself out...

A piece of clothing flew past me and landed on my lap; it was the only short-sleeved shirt on Mias upper body.

Then a snow-white thigh rubbed against that part of me teasingly.

Mia held her fair chest in her arms and looked at me with hazy eyes. Im not wearing anything underneath either, Ethan. Up ahead is the no-mans-land. Lets try it too...