Chapter 95 Miscarried?
“N-No, why would I be crying?”
“Quit lying, you are crying, just listen to your voice. Where are you? I’ll come fetch you.” He demanded.
I told him where I was and hung up. I used the bed sheet to wipe away my tears and put everything back to the box.
I sat on the small sofa to wait for Lance.
Lance arrived in 20 minutes. I opened the door to let him in. His face looked pale and he had dark circles under his eyes, he doesn’t get them easily even though he didn’t sleep well. Seems like he had been having a good time with his wife every night.
That’s good too at least he wouldn’t have the energy to humiliate me now.
“Why are you here?” He asked with a serious voice.
I didn’t look at him and said, “I was afraid that it would be smelly if I didn’t come back from time to time, so I just came here to have a look.”
He didn’t say anything. He closed the door forcefully and carried me to the small sized sofa, he quickly came on top of me.
I knew what he wanted to do without even thinking more. I had been together with him for a long time now. He had a schedule for his sex life. He would have sex with me 5 times in a week and he wouldn’t do it on Monday and Friday.
When he was in good mood, he would pound me 3 or 4 times a day, and if he was not in the mood he would do me 1 or 2 times, then take a bath before he sleeps.
I didn’t feel right to be sleeping with him right now. He was sleeping with his wife all these days until he looked so exhausted. Just thinking about sharing the same man with another woman makes me feel so dirty.
“What are you thinking?” He asked while biting on my lips.
He would be angry if I wasn’t paying full attention when we do it.
“Answer me!” He snapped and bit harder on my lip that it started to bleed.
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