Chapter 1

I'm a traffic cop, but my wife Alice has been trying to get her driver's license for two years and still hasn't passed.

I always comforted her:

"It's okay if you don't pass. I'll be your driver for life."

One day, ten minutes before my shift started, she sent me a message saying she was going to the driving school to practice.

What I didn't expect was that during my patrol, I spotted a car illegally parked. I went over to investigate.

Just as I was about to knock on the window, the car started shaking.

Through the blurred window, I saw a couple having sex inside.

Then the woman changed positions, pressing her hand against the glass.

When I saw the ring on her hand, I froze.

I recognized the engraving on that ring instantly—it was the unique design I had created for Alice.

In that moment, my brain seemed to stop working. I pulled out my phone and called her.

The phone rang many times, but she still didn't answer.

My eyes never left that shaking car. After seeing the tangled figures of the man and woman inside, my hand unconsciously clenched into a fist.

The woman's wild behavior in the car was completely different from the shy Alice I remembered.

Finally, probably finding the ringing too annoying and disruptive to their passion, the instructor reached for the phone to turn it off, but Alice quickly stopped him.

"Don't. You can't turn off Torres's call, or he'll worry about my safety. Don't talk—I'll just say a few words to him."

The instructor cursed unhappily: "Bastard, always interrupting my fun."

Alice covered his mouth with one hand while answering the call with the other.

"Hello! We've only been apart two hours and you miss me already?"

Her familiar voice came through the half-open window. My breathing quickened as I struggled to control my emotions.

After calming myself down, I asked her:

"Why did it take you so long to answer?"

"Because I was practicing driving! I didn't have time to answer!"

"Okay, I need to hang up now, or the instructor will scold me again. You wouldn't want to see the instructor waste time scolding me, would you?"

Before I could speak, she said "love you" and hung up.

I didn't know what words could describe how I felt at that moment.

I didn't have the courage to go confront them, because Alice and I had come so far together—it hadn't been easy.

I didn't want to witness with my own eyes the girl I cherished losing her pure and beautiful image.

Just as my eyes were turning red, my colleague Mark arrived.

"Torres, what's wrong with you?"

I smiled bitterly and shook my head: "Nothing, just got some sand in my eye."

"That's good then. Let's go!"

"That car up ahead is illegally parked. Look how violently it's shaking—the people inside must be up to no good."

"But it's our duty, so we have to go check for violations."

As soon as Mark finished speaking, he smiled and his eyes lit up.

"Let's see who's so bold."

He had already walked over, and I followed closely behind.

As we got closer, familiar moans came through the slightly open window.

I clenched my fists so hard, nearly losing control, when Mark knocked on the window.

"Who is it! So rude."

The startled couple inside quickly separated. The instructor grabbed his jacket while cursing and covered Alice's body with it.

When they saw it was traffic police, they quickly opened the car door and stopped the curses on their lips.

Alice didn't dare look at anyone, hiding behind the instructor the whole time.

"Sir, you've parked illegally here."

"You can't park within fifty meters of an intersection. Besides the points deduction, you'll also be fined."

Before Mark could finish, he smelled alcohol.

"Have you been drinking?"

As an instructor, he knew what drinking and driving meant.

Alice quickly looked up to defend him: "We didn't drink and drive—we just drank for fun."

"Yeah! This is one of men's pleasures. As a man, you should understand this fun."

Mark said seriously: "Since you've both been drinking, you shouldn't drive. Get out, we're towing the car."