For the home renovation, I hired a construction company with good performance. During the meeting, my wife was disgusted by the rough-looking construction worker, and I told her it would be fine. Once the renovation started, my wife began to ask for this to be fixed and that to be taught, becoming friendly with the construction worker as if she had never disliked him initially. Seeing my wife happy made me feel good, but I was actually jealous of those construction workers. A few days later, when I returned home early, I found the construction worker's shoes at the entrance. Peeking into the bedroom quietly...
