Her Best Friend's Lie

The road of budget travel is long and winding.

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My newlywed wife went on a budget trip to Tibet and suddenly lost contact.

I embarked on a long journey to find her.

But her travel companion and best friend obstructed me at every turn.

She demanded I give her freedom and even showed me my wife's diary.

My wife, Ava Roscente, is very beautiful.

At least at the level of a campus belle.

She has delicate features and stands at five foot five.

Especially the bohemian aura she exudes, serene and elegant, which fascinates me.

But what frustrates me is that while Ava is good in every other way, she is very cold toward me.

Every time we are together, she leaves me feeling uninterested.

Friends all advise me that women need to be coaxed.

For this kind of bohemian girl, you must first win her heart.

Some time ago, Ava wanted to go on a trip.

Without hesitation, I transferred her a sum of money and planned to take time off to accompany her for a few days.

Ava refused my kindness.

She said she had already made plans with her best friend, Olivia Lowell, and bringing me along would be inconvenient.

She didn't take the money either.

They planned to travel on a budget.

That meant hitchhiking along the way, playing wherever they went, and enjoying the distant scenery.

This is the romance that belongs to bohemian girls.

I never expected that on the third day of the trip, her phone suddenly became unreachable!

On her social media, she hadn't posted any updates either.

It was as if she had vanished into thin air.

After work in the evening, I returned home and still couldn't reach my wife.

I found Olivia Lowell's contact information and hurriedly dialed her number.

"Ah... who is it? If you have something to say, say it quickly..."

Hearing this strange voice, my heart sank.

"Olivia, what are you doing? Is Ava with you?"

Olivia stammered, "Ava is indeed with me. She went to the restroom."

The restroom?

What a commonly used excuse.

At that moment, I heard a man's voice cursing and complaining in the background on the phone.

I immediately flew into a rage.

"Put Ava on the phone right now, or I'll call the police!"

Olivia initially tried to brush it off.

Seeing that I was serious about calling the police, she couldn't help but curse.

"You're insane! Your wife ran off, what does that have to do with me?!"

Olivia hung up the phone in a fury.

Before I could call back, a message came through.

"We separated yesterday. She's on the S-T Highway by herself! She even posted photos online at noon!"