I had never once thought that I would one day be hooking up with someone. As a conservative woman, I dated my husband for two years before finally losing my virginity to him on the night of our wedding. Am I really doing this?!
Once we arrived at the hospital, Lyle ran into the hospital with me in his arms and shouted, “Help! Quick! My wife has lost a lot of blood…” A group of doctors and nurses came rushing out and swiftly helped me onto an empty surgical bed before pushing me into an operating room. I was …
Looking back now, I wanted to slap myself. I was in no mood to listen to her anymore, but she kept on taunting me. “Do you know what Lyle said to me about you?” No, I don’t want to know. But she continued, “He said that you’re an old hag. Although he married you, you’re …
I leaned half of my body on the door frame and blocked the entrance by grabbing the doorknob with one hand. “What’s up?” I thought my actions made it very obvious that she was uninvited, but she chose to ignore it and continued to step forward haughtily in her high heels. Now that I recalled, …
Upon hearing my words, he forgot about his displeasure moments ago and pressed his hand to my forehead nervously, testing whether or not I had a fever. “Okay, wait a minute. I’ll make it right now.” The moment he left the room, I hopped off the bed and hurriedly took out a pregnancy test kit …
I had been married to Lyle for two years, which was also the amount of time I waited to carry a child. However, I had not gotten pregnant at all during the past two years. So how did I get pregnant all of a sudden? Moreover, it happened during the period in which I had slept with Christopher. …
However, he had a point. No one would go out so late at night, except those with ulterior motives. For instance, the man and woman turning the corner about ten meters ahead. I patted him and gestured at them with my chin. “Your friend’s here.” He glanced over indifferently, then kissed me on the cheek …
He then texted: You really suck at cooking. I replied: So, will you cook for me again next time? He did not reply for a long time. Just when I thought that I had been a bit too rude, he finally texted: If you eat my food, I’ll have to eat you. Rendered speechless, I replied: Haven’t you already …
“I’ll do it now.” Stay calm, stay calm. I won’t have to see her nor Lyle ever again very soon. I could still hear her mumbling as I turned around to head to the kitchen, “Like a lifeless doll. I honestly don’t know what my son saw in you.” To be honest, I didn’t know either. …
Christopher didn’t even lift his head to look at her as he cut up a small piece of the fish and ate it before drawling out, “I’m here to help Lyle retrieve a document. Yvonne just happened to be cooking, so I stuck around for a free meal.” His mouth curved into a mocking smirk. …
Out of kindness, I decided not to cook caramelized pork anymore. Instead, I opted for trying my hand at pan-grilled fish in an attempt to show off my culinary skills. Christopher laughed as he leaned against the sink, watching me roll my sleeves up dramatically. I gave him a sidelong glance. “What are you laughing …