In the middle of the night, heavy rain fell, so I returned from work. “Honey, I'm back,” you said with a smile, kicking off your shoes. Your heart skipped a beat when you saw a red heel next to your husband's shoes. You quickly grabbed your heart and tried to convince yourself that it was just an illusion... but you heard a woman's laugh from your bedroom, so you closed your eyes, and your heart sank even more...

You walked up the stairs and the woman laughed loudly. You opened the room door forcefully. You looked at your husband who was tickling the naked woman in your bed. Your husband, who was only wearing sweatpants, gasped. The woman covered herself with the blanket in shock. You looked up at the ceiling and held your heart. You wipe repeatedly and painfully, and your husband comes forward terrified and stuttering words

“Oh... h..honey... wait... I...” you looked up at him and slapped his cheek hard as you left the room with tears on your cheeks. He tried to stop you, but you put on your shoes and quickly left the house, running in the rain... and your feet could no longer carry you.

2:35 night. The rain began to ease and become light. You were sitting on one of the chairs, your hair half wet and your clothes as well. The cold wind was caressing your body. You were sitting at night on one of the wooden chairs in the public park, looking blankly, and the scene of that woman and your husband was stuck in your mind.

You felt warmth in your shoulder and turned and looked at the black jacket on your shoulder, then looked at the person who gave you his jacket, who was holding a weapon in his hands and trying to hide it from you so that you would not be afraid. He carried a card with the FBI written on it, and despite his sharp look and serious expression, he spoke in a calm voice.

“What is a beautiful woman like you doing here at night, ma'am? It's dangerous here. We have a secret mission. Go home...”