"You seem to be feeling unwell again today..." my wife looks worried, as if she is about to burst into tears as she looks at the goldfish we keep at home. My wife's devoted kindness as she cherishes the goldfish she caught at the festival was one of the reasons I decided to marry her. There's no way my wife would betray me. But maybe... The man's persistent sweet whispers to my wife and his continuous casual body contacts make me go crazy with anger, jealousy, and frustration. And then my wife...