Chapter 4My Husband Cheated with the Nanny, So I Got a Young Boyfriend Too

After the incident at the breakfast table, I inexplicably developed some opinions about Lena.

I told myself in my heart not to be so petty.

Lena was efficient in her work and had never done anything to wrong me. How could I have opinions about her just because she was younger and prettier than me?

Megan Young, oh Megan Young, are you being too sensitive because of your pregnancy?

I despised myself for this kind of small-mindedness. When I saw Lena's sincere eyes looking at me, I even felt disgusted with myself.

How could I treat the young girl like this just because I wasn't pretty enough and didn't have a good figure?

Due to my guilty conscience, that day when I went out to buy things, I also brought back a new dress for Lena.

Lena was so happy when she received the new dress that she tried it on in her room. "Thank you, sis! Why are you so good to me?"

Seeing Lena so happy, the guilt in my heart also dissipated a bit.

Lena was so happy that she even rushed over to hug me.

But with this hug, I once again smelled the fragrance on Lena's body. It was very familiar—

Because I also had this perfume.

The last time I didn't think much about it, so I didn't recognize it, but this time I smelled it carefully. This was clearly my perfume!

I didn't think Lena and I were using the same product because this perfume was custom-made by a friend of mine who works as a perfumer in France. There was no possibility of having the same scent.

Moreover, Lena was just a little nanny. How could she afford a perfume that could be custom-made by a perfumer?

There was only one possibility: Lena had secretly used my perfume.

My eyes narrowed, but I didn't say anything. After all, Lena was still young, and secretly using a bit of perfume wasn't a big mistake.

I gave Lena a meaningful look but said nothing as I left her room.

Before I left, Lena was still happily trying on clothes, not noticing anything unusual about me.

Maybe it was unintentional, I comforted myself.

But after this incident, I couldn't help but observe Lena, and I found some coincidences that were hard to explain.

For example, the lipstick colors Lena usually wore were brick red and mauve, coincidentally the only two colors I kept after getting pregnant and throwing away my previous makeup.

Also, Lena's dressing style was almost identical to mine before I got pregnant. Almost all the styles of old clothes I had in my closet could be found on Lena.

What made me even more suspicious was that Lena only had two days off a month, yet she, who had never learned dance before, went to learn ballet—

And I was a ballet teacher before I got married.

Everything Lena did seemed like she was imitating me, or rather, becoming me.

This feeling made me very uncomfortable. I decided to talk to Lena openly and ask her if she was indeed imitating me.

I walked to Lena's room but found her wearing an extremely revealing ballet costume, admiring her impressive figure in the mirror.

I was very confused. Just as I was about to walk in, she reached out and tore the clothes, leaving her almost naked.

But there was a special kind of seduction about it.

She made a phone call, "Have you made up your mind? If you have, come back."

Who was she calling? What had they made up their mind about, and where were they coming back to?

Just as I was trying to understand, I heard the sound of our front door being opened.

It was my husband coming back!

Why would Ryan be back at this time?

It was only three in the afternoon. Ryan should be at work in the office right now.

I thought about the phone call Lena had just made, and suddenly had a premonition.

Could it be that the person Lena called to come home—

Was Ryan?