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Part 2My Wife Likes Dangerous Games? Fine, Let's Play for Keeps.

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I was packed and ready. She emerged, face plastered with heavy makeup.

Ever since switching jobs, she, who rarely wore makeup before, was always fully done up.

I never suspected a thing. Even encouraged her to embrace her beauty.

Thinking back now, I basically helped put the horns on my own head.

Only when she slid into the passenger seat did I see what she was wearing under her coat: a short skirt and black stockings.

"You're wearing that little? It's going to be freezing up in the mountains."

"With you here, I won't be cold," she purred, placing my hand on her thigh. "Don't you think it's convenient?"

A small smile touched my lips. "Yeah, very convenient."

Convenient for seducing other men.

Shadow Creek Preserve was over twenty miles from the city. By the time we arrived, it was already afternoon.

I carried the gear and food, forging a path ahead. She trailed behind, phone in hand, typing and giggling, obviously chatting with someone.

"Honey, this way! Who are you texting that’s making you so happy?"

She realized she’d taken a wrong turn, gave an awkward laugh, and headed towards me.

"Oh, nobody~ Just thinking about spending the night outdoors gets me all excited, hehe!"

Right. Excited about hooking up with someone else tonight, or excited about getting me killed?

I picked up the pace towards the summit. Once there, I dropped the gear but didn't immediately start setting up the tent. Grabbing her backpack, I ducked into the dense woods.

"Honey, where are you going? Set up the tent first!" she called out, hurrying after me.

"Babe, ate something bad, gotta take care of business! Wait here, I'll be right back!"

I ran fast, not slowing until her voice faded.

After cautiously checking my surroundings, I quickly found the rattlesnake nest. And a clutch of eggs.

Remembering the two thirteen-foot rattlers coiling around me in my past life… the pain like a million needles drilling into bone, my chest crushed so tight every breath was agony…

I shuddered involuntarily, then decisively pulled out her lingerie from my pocket.

Carefully, I wrapped the snake eggs in the fabric, placed them in her bag, and retreated quickly.

But I ran right into her on my way back.

"Honey, what are you doing in here? Did you eat something bad too?"

She didn't answer, her eyes fixed on me. "Why did you bring my bag in here?"

I quickly took the bag off my back and slung it over her shoulder.

"Came in such a rush, forgot to put it down."

"Good thing you had tissues in here, though. Otherwise, I would've had to call you."

She looked impatient. "Alright, let's just get out of here and set up the tent. Don't waste my time."

"Okay, babe. Did you need to go? I found a spot back there..."

"Why are you being so chatty?"

"Hey, I found this weird egg just now. Look, isn't it pretty?" I pulled the fake egg out of my coat pocket.

She turned, her expression shifting from annoyance to shock, then poorly concealed delight.

"Looks like a bird egg. Honey, let's fry it up when we make dinner."

"Are you sure?" I held the fake egg out towards her. "Seems like a waste to eat it."

She backed away quickly. "It’s a waste not to eat wild game! Just pack it carefully, don't break it."

"Whatever you say, honey." I put the fake egg back in my pocket, pretending to protect it.

She visibly relaxed and hurried out of the woods ahead of me.