Every time the husband returned from a business trip, he found his wife diligently washing the bed sheets. He secretly installed a camera in the bedroom and was embarrassed to discover the heartbreaking truth.

After being promoted to Regional Manager for a construction company in Seattle, Ethan Parker had to go on business trips continuously.

At first, it was only a few days, then gradually it became weeks, even half a month.

Every time he packed his suitcase and left the peaceful little house in the suburbs of Portland, his wife – Lily Parker – still saw him off with a gentle smile and a tender hug on the porch.

She never complained, never said a word of reproach.

But there was one thing that made Ethan increasingly uneasy.

Every time he returned, Lily was washing the bed sheets, even though the bed was always flat, clean, and smelled of fabric softener.

Once, he jokingly asked:

“Are you obsessed with cleanliness? I was gone for a whole week, and the bed was still the same.”

Lily just smiled lightly, bowed her head:

“I have trouble sleeping, so I like to change the sheets for comfort… besides, the sheets are a bit dirty.”

“Dirty?” Ethan thought.
Who made it dirty?
He wasn’t home all that time.

A feeling of doubt crept into his heart like a cold wind at the beginning of winter.

That night, Ethan didn’t sleep.
Unpleasant scenarios kept appearing in his mind.
Was someone else coming here while he was away?

The next morning, he bought a mini camera and quietly mounted it on the bookshelf, pointing it straight at the bed.

He lied to his wife that he had to fly to Chicago for a meeting for 10 days this time, but in fact, he only rented a small room near his house.

The second night, he turned on the camera on his phone, his palms cold.
The screen showed a scene of a dark bedroom, with only a yellow night light shining softly.

10:30 p.m.
The door to the room opened.
Lily walked in, holding something in her arms.
Ethan held his breath.

At first glance, he thought it was a pillow,
but when she put it on the bed, he realized it was…
an old shirt – the one he had worn on his wedding day.

The shirt she had kept for more than ten years, now old and wrinkled.