Chapter 2
March 8th
That day, I was rushed to the hospital due to threatened miscarriage.[]
He stayed by my bedside all night.]
[Little Wild Cat, book a room near the hospital tonight, I’m cannot wait to taste you.]
[Skip the black stockings, wear the nurse outfit this time–it’s hotter!]]]
May 20th
That day, he took maternity photos with me.[]
He even proposed again in front of everyone, saying he wanted to spend 52 anniversaries with me.]
[She was shaking with fat when she cried. Makes me sick.]]]
[I’m going on a business trip tomorrow, come keep me company for a few days.]]
I miss you so much, I want to fuck you to death!]]]
September 10th
That day, I was in the delivery room on Pitocin.]
He cried harder than I did, saying he never wanted me to suffer again.]
[Missing you again, send me some of your pussy videos to tide me over.]]
[Can you come to the hospital bathroom now? I can’t wait to fuck you again.]]
October 6th
That day was our wedding anniversary. We took family photos.
He smiled and said we were a happy family of three.[]
[You were so wild today, moaning right in front of her.]]]
[She has no idea. She’s just sitting there holding the baby, smiling at me like an idiot.]]]
And the most recent message:
[Let’s try something more exciting tonight!]]]
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Nausea surged through my stomach.
I covered my mouth tightly, afraid I might throw up on the spot.
How could these vulgar messages come from the straight–laced Mark I knew?
I couldn’t understand.
I really couldn’t understand.
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Chupires 2
He had always been so good to me.[]
Home on time timely, handed over his paycheck every month.]]
During my pregnancy, he took care of all the housework.]
Every day he massaged my swollen legs without complaint, carefully applied stretch mark oil.]
He even hand washed my underwear with a smile.[]
He treated me like something precious that might break.
Before every prenatal checkup, he’d be so anxious he couldn’t sleep the night before.
When I was in labor, he waited outside the delivery room, crying louder than I was.
Others talk about not getting a full night’s sleep during postpartum recovery, but I slept through every night.[]
Mark had already arranged everything in advance.[]
A top–rated nanny, nutritional meal plans, childcare knowledge.
He even got up every night to soothe the baby.
All so I could sleep a little longer.
Even my best friend said men like him were impossible to find.
So. How could such a man cheat?]]
But reality slapped me hard across the face.
Mark was indeed cheating.
Since my pregnancy.
I wiped away my tears and took a deep breath.[]
No!
This wasn’t the time for crying.
Tears wouldn’t solve anything.
I photoed all those chat messages.
Then, I replaced the lubricant inside the bottle with Super Glue.
Little Wild Cat‘, right?
It’s time for me to know who you are.
are.
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