You Can Run But You Can't Hide My Contractual Wife novel Chapter 278

"Jayson...where are you? I've been calling you so many times but you didn't answer. We are now in the hospital. Clark is being admitted now. I rushed him to the hospital because he couldn't breathe due to his asthma." Margaret was weeping on the other line as she was very worried for her son. Ever since Clark was born with this kind of illness. It was like a bomb that would explode unexpectedly. When she woke up this morning, she went to Clark's room so they could have breakfast together but to her shock, Clark was lying with a flushed face and wasn't able to breathe easily. He was gasping for air badly then his lips were turned already black and blue and his face was very pale. That's when she decided to rush him to the hospital.

"How is he?" Jayson asked.

"Thank God he is fine now," Margaret answered wiping her tears. "The doctor said, he suffered because of..." Margaret was happy that Jayson asked worriedly but when she was in the middle of explaining, she was cut by a woman's voice.

"Babe, how long are you going to talk there? Come on! I want another round baby! I'm still not wearing my panty and my p*ssy is waiting for you impatiently." A woman's voice was heard followed by smooching sounds and gigglings.

"Who's that?" Margaret roared angrily. Even though their relationship was casual, Jayson is still married to her and he is still her husband.

She was not blind to Jayson's feelings towards her but the fact that she loved him more than everything should be enough for their relationship to work.

She just couldn't take that Jayson slept with another girl and he was still with her until this morning.

What made her so irritated was the nasty tongue of the girl.

There's no need of questioning what are they doing.

With her words alone, one could easily say that they were making out the whole night and day.

"You heard it. A woman." Jayson answered Margaret without giving any damn about Margaret's feelings.

Controlling her bursting anger, Margaret gritted her teeth to compose herself. "Aren't you not going to visit your son?" She asked with a heavy heart.

"You said that he is okay. I have some important things to do right now. Bye!" Jayson said lazily.

Margaret's outburst instantly exploded without a warning.

Before Jayson could drop the call, she shouted. "Loser!"

Jayson's lazy mood instantly awakened.

The word hit him badly.

Margaret really knew how to make him very angry.

"What did you say?" His voice was alarming and dangerous.

"Jayson... you heard it! You are a loser and always will be." With her intense anger, she wasn't afraid of him anymore.

Her disappointment towards Jayson pierced her heart and ego.

He deserved to be reminded how loser he was.

After her words, she dropped the call not giving Jayson a chance to reply.

Margaret heaved a deep sigh trying to calm herself.

She was satisfied with herself.

Making him pissed off would make his day ruined.

"Ahhh!" Jayson shouted angrily throwing his mobile phone to the couch.

"Babe, what happened? Are you okay?" His naked woman went on top of his lap but Jayson pushed her to the side.

His mood instantly changed. He quickly got his pants and shirt.

"Babe? What are you doing? Where are you going?" The woman asked in a panic.

She didn't know what happened to him but she didn't want him to go.

"I have to go." Jayson fixed himself swiftly and was ready to exit the room.

"But.. you said.. you said..." The naked woman quickly held his arm to stop him.

"Not now, Claire." Jayson pulled her hand away from him and then strode to the door.

"I'm not Claire! My name is Hanna! I'm Hanna! Jayson Hansen, I'm Hanna!" The girl was left awfully while she screamed at top of her lungs.

She quickly picked up her thong from the floormat and threw it to the door angrily.

Jayson was driving a full speed.

"Loser!" The word kept on bugging his mind like a boomerang.

"I'm not a loser!" He shouted in the air angrily.

Then a screeching sound of the car was heard. Jayson almost hit the concrete barrier on the road.

Luckily he stepped on the brake before he would get into a serious accident.

It made him slam the steering wheel annoyingly.

Then he got his phone and called up someone.

"Oh, Mr. Jayson Hansen. What's the reason for calling handsome?" A sexy seducing voice appeared.

"Trishia, where are you?" He was shouting in a hurry. Jayson had a hard time controlling his temper. He knew only Trishia could make him sober.

"Where else I go this early? I'm just in my unit." Trishia answered coquettishly.

"Okay. I'm on my way." Jayson answered hurriedly then he drove away.

"Hi, handsome." After a while, Jayson came and Trishia welcomed Jayson with a sweet hug and kisses.

The kiss deepened with the two enjoying each other along with all their frustrations in the world.

"You miss me?" Jayson asked with full of lust in his tone pressing Trishia on the wall while gripping her waist roughly.

He was not gentle but Trishia liked it a lot.

The pain from his grip and back smashed hard on the wall made her wilder.

She jumped to him wrapping his waist with her long legs while continued kissing him deeply.

She was best at making Jayson so addictive with her touches and kisses.

Without breaking the kiss, Jayson strode forward while Trishia was hanging on him.

Then he put her on top of the kitchen bar.

Undressing her swiftly while Trishia did the same.

In just a glimpse they were all both naked.

Their bodies pressed each other without no gentleness.

Trishia couldn't help to arch her body feeling the sucking of Jayson on her breasts.

Her right arm was supporting her body on the granite surface of the bar while her other hand was clenching Jayson's hair hardly savoring all the sensations she felt with Jayson's rough movements. With the intensifying ecstasy, she felt her hand accidentally wipe all the wine bottles on her bar but the cracking sounds created were nothing.

They didn't stop instead Jayson carried her again and placed her on top of her dining table.

He wiped all the fruits and stands to clear the surface.

They didn't care what were the things being ruined the only thing that was important for them right now was to satisfy each other.

The hunger for winning and the fear of losing.

They found each other's comfort because they share the same fear and failure.

Jayson pushed Trishia onto the table.

Her naked body was clearly exposed to him.

She smiled seductively biting her lower lip.

Jayson devoured her body like a hungry beast eating her with intense pain and pleasure.

He was biting her then smooching her mixed with his tongue running wildly all over her body.

With such pleasure, Trishia couldn't help to grip his hair tightly.

Then his kiss went down and finally, the heaven she wanted to feel.

Jayson savored her wetness and sucked her juices in a thirsty manner then his tongue played with her slippery clit.

"Ah!.." Trishia moaned. "Don't be such a bad boy, handsome." Ever since Wilson died, Jayson became her sex companion.

She considered Jayson as her lucky ticket.

Aside from being handsome and rich, he was also a good f*cker.

Her arousal was never-ending with him.