Oliver's Substitute Bride (Oliver and Jessica) novel Chapter 17

Jessica went upstairs cautiously. She saw Oliver coming out of the study on the second floor.

"I'm back." She spoke in a low voice. Jessica didn't expect to bump into Oliver.

Oliver glanced at her and entered the bedroom without saying anything.

"I'm away on business this afternoon. Sorry."

She tried to defuse the tension over here, otherwise, both of them would feel uncomfortable in the room.

"On business or on other men?" Oliver said coldly.

Jessica widened her eyes, staring at Oliver and listening carefully to every word he said.

'He must have seen Lambert who sent me back, but he was his brother.'

"What do you mean? Make it clear."

"Not answering the phone. Sent home by another man at midnight. What's not clear? You have to remember that you are still my wife."

Oliver was annoyed. He actually didn't mind who sent Jessica home. He just felt upset that the one was his own brother, who seemed to have a close relationship with his sister-in-law.

Jessica felt aggrieved for his words. "Since you think I'm your wife, wouldn't you be worried if you couldn't reach me and I didn't come home late at night?"

"I didn't do anything wrong."

Seeing Oliver's cold face, Jessica wanted to remain silent.

"I'll sleep in the guest room from now on," Jessica said and turned to leave.

"Stop right there," Oliver's cold voice sounded from behind.

"What do you want?"

"As my wife, you should know that you need to help me release my lust." Oliver grabbed Jessica and pushed her onto the bed.

"Are you crazy?" Jessica was scared.

"Crazy?" Oliver snorted. "Didn't you beg me to do it before? Don't pretend to be innocent. You are just a slut."

Oliver felt regretful after he said those words. He really didn't mean that.

Jessica struggled to sit up, but Oliver grabbed her by the collar again. The man approached her, seeming to find other evidence. Looking at her tear-filled eyes and aggrieved face, the man stopped.

There was something unclear in his eyes. Jessica didn't know what he was thinking but was afraid that he would do something to her. She just wanted to disengage from him now, so she said, "Since you think I'm a slut, don't touch me. I'm just your nominal wife. You can date any other woman if you want ."

He hated people who had an affair. When he was a child, he had seen everything his father had done to his mother. He didn't believe in love. When his grandfather asked him to get married, he agreed, for he knew that he wouldn't fall in love with anyone.

He never thought of cheating because it was against what he had committed.

Jessica's words irritated Oliver, so he forced himself on her. "I'm not like you."

Oliver roughly unzipped her jeans and ripped off her clothes.

Jessica struggled to get rid of him. "Oliver, please, not today."

"I was trapped in the hotel storage room tonight and almost died. Your brother saved me, but it was late, so I asked him to get me home. Can't you at least let me explain first?" Jessica sobbed.

Hearing her words, Oliver loosened his grip on her collar. Seeing his stopped action, she quickly withdrew and walked into the bedroom.

She turned on the tap, and squatted on the floor, bursting into tears.

The woman's cries were still heard despite the bathroom was soundproof, which completely broke Oliver. He took out a cigarette from the drawer and lit it.

'Oliver, look what you have done. She is your woman now!' Oliver thought in his mind.

Sitting on the balcony, he took a puff. The white smoke blurred his handsome face. He was complaining about how silly Jessica was that getting herself into trouble in just a business trip.