I hired a reputable construction company for our home renovation. During the initial meeting, my wife seemed slightly repulsed by the rough-looking workers. Still, I reassured her, saying, "It'll be fine," and we proceeded with the project. Before long, my wife began speaking fondly of the construction worker, saying things like "He fixed this for me" and "He taught me how to do that," growing increasingly friendly with him. Seeing her smile, I felt relieved—yet I couldn't help feeling jealous of the workers. One day, returning home early, I heard strange noises near the bedroom. Quietly peering inside…