My wife and I divorced after I couldn't open the combination lock on a business trip.
Language: en
After a year of working abroad, I secretly returned, planning to surprise my wife. Arriving at the front door of our mansion, I confidently entered the smart lock’s code. Strangely, it kept displaying "incorrect password," even after dozens of attempts. Just as I was about to call Serena to ask if the smart lock was broken, a sharp voice pierced the air behind me. A dark-skinned middle-aged woman, Mrs. Rodriguez, grabbed my collar without a word. "Hey, you little thief! You dare to act in broad daylight? Are you picking on Caleb Reed because he’s young?" Her spit splattered all over…