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“How's Miguel? I couldn't check on him because Henrietta won't let me in. Is he okay?” Charlene asked, changing into her nightdress, then walked up to the bed.Sitting up on the bed with his laptop next to him, he was working on it in total concentration. “He's getting better.” He answered her without looking up.Charlene climbed up from the bed and moved close to him, peeking into what he was doing. “Have you heard from Ariel? The maid told me she didn't come here today.”“I got a call from her, she won't be coming to the mansion for a while.” He answered calmly, not looking away from the laptop.Charlene looked at him sharply. “Did you fire her?”“No.”“So, what happened to her?”He stopped his finger halfway close to the keyboard. He closed his eyes briefly and sighed softly. “She just needs a break. And please, Charlene, enough questions. I have to work this out and if you keep asking questions, I won't be able to concentrate.” She blinked slowly, making a hilarious expression. “
Her husband's wife Her insecurities
“You're drinking alone at this hour.” Henrietta showed up behind him. She was in the home bar with him. It was already twelve o'clock at midnight. He couldn't get a wink of sleep after a teleconference with his clients. He exited the room to have some drinks. He thought everyone was sleeping, however Henrietta awoke like an early bird. “What are you doing here?” He asked without looking at her.“I've been having sleepless nights ever since I got here. I didn't expect to see you here, I usually come here every night.” She skipped a step closer to him.“Why can't you sleep?” He poured more champagne into the flute, then sipped.“Maybe because I have a lot in mind. Dolly broke up with me. I'm about to be kicked out of the industry, they're looking forward to mishaps from me and here I am, somewhere I'm not welcome. I felt like an intruder. May I sit?” She pointed at the chair opposite him. He nodded, giving her his permission. He faced her and lifted a brow curiously. “What have you do
Her husband's wife What about the contract?
Richard glanced up to know the person that stepped into his office, it was Devyn, He strides toward the chair around his desk and slumped onto it. “What brings you here?” He asked, writing something down on a note. “It's lunchtime. I came to ask if you'll like to join me.” Devyn chirped. He tilted forward to take a look at what he was scrambling down. Richard put down the pen and gazed at him squarely. “What?”“Nothing. Will you join me?”“As you can see I'm busy. Go ahead.” The door slid open and Henrietta casually sauntered in. The bright smile on Devyn's face instantly turned sore, his brow ceased as he twitched his lips, showing dislike. “Hey. What's she doing here?” He faced Richard and whispered to him.“Richard...” Henrietta walked up to them and stopped in front of his desk. She had a cup of coffee in her hand while she was carrying Miguel in her arm, she put the coffee on the desk and passed it over to him.Richard didn't have the time to answer him. He lifted a brow puzzl
Her husband's wife A fight
“What did she tell you?” He inquired. His voice was calm as always. Richard couldn't get angry and make it worst for both of them. She was furious, and deep inside he also was but he had to conceal his anger so everything would work out perfectly for both of them.“What she told me? Do you think I'll right here asking you if I know about the contract both of you signed?” She yelled through gritted teeth, clenching her fists exasperatingly.He shut his eyes briefly, inhaling and exhaling deeply to calm his nerves. “Calm down, Charlene. I'm going to tell you everything you need to know, but you have to calm down.”“I am.” She snarled.“You are not.” She blinked rapidly, looking around the room she found her way toward the bed and sat down. She buried her face in her palm and cursed underneath. “Fuck you, Richard. You're making everything hard for us.” She gazed up at his face and peered into his eyes, waiting for him to start speaking.“Whatever Henrietta might've told is a lie. Don't
Her husband's wife She caught him kissing his ex wife
Richard stopped by the kitchen to fetch some water after returning from morning exercise. He sauntered in. Unexpectedly, there were no maids in the kitchen except Henrietta, who was cooking. He would have mistaken her for Charlene, he distinctly remembered warning Henrietta never to overstep the boundary . However, the hair color was different. Charlene had golden blonde hair whereas Henrietta's was dark brown. “What are you doing in my kitchen?” Richard grabbed water from the refrigerator, he selected a glass and poured some into it. He raised the glass to his mouth and guzzled everything.She turned at him, holding a knife in her hand. She was wearing an apron and her hair was also covered to prevent it from falling into the food she was preparing. “Cooking, as you can see.” She replied cheerfully.“And the cook, what happened to her?”“I told her to take a break. She's unwell and nearly fainted while preparing your breakfast. I promised her I'm going to inform you. I'm just offeri
Her husband's wife Heartbroken
However, it was a mistake and he found it hard to forgive himself for what happened. Charlene was deeply hurt, and he couldn't comfort her because he was the one who brought tears to her eyes.On the other side, Henrietta was enjoying every moment of their throes, nothing seemed to inconvenience her since Richard hadn't spoken a word of leaving the mansion to her. She believed there was a chance for her, now that it appeared to her Richard still left a soft spot for her in his heart, and that alone kept her hopes up. She had made up her mind to seize the opportunity and made good use of it.The incident was a coincidence, he foolishly lost himself and allowed his emotions to get the best control over his action; he contemplated thoroughly how he could explain to her that it was a mistake without hurting her, she didn't give him the audience he needed. Besides, she didn't want to talk to him, shutting him out was all she could do to avoid a dispute and breaking down right in front of h
Her husband's wife Leaving the mansion was a terrible decision
Three hours earlier“Hey. Look who just breezed in.” Jeremy teased when he saw Richard coming over to the VIP section. He pivoted at Devyn. “I thought you said he wasn't coming.” It sounded more like an interrogation.Devyn shrugged off. “Perhaps he changed his mind. Lately, he hasn't been hanging out with us. Being a husband isn't easy. Jeremy, what the hell are you still waiting for?”“Shame the one I love doesn't want marriage.” Eventually, they reached their VIPs, Richard slumped beside Jeremy and punched him on the shoulder playfully. “Quit lying and tell him that both of you are just having fun.” He was exposed.Jeremy shot him a fake glare. “I don't think I can handle marriage at my young age.”“Until you turn old, man?”“Well, I'm afraid all marriages lead to divorce. The divorce rate is high. I wonder if both partners were truly in love.” “Of course, you can't marry someone you don't love.” Devyn cut in.“Then why do couples divorce? I keep wondering if their love tanks are
Her husband's wife Making it up to her
Henrietta was completely naked while he was left in his trousers. With his right hand full, he squeezed her breast tenderly before smooching it. She could feel his hardness against her thigh, her heart was filled with rapture, this had been what she always wanted from the beginning. She moved her hand to his face and leaned over to kiss him. However, he stopped for a moment, he gazed at her face and his urge was suddenly abated. “Henri?” He grunted with a tinge of irritation as he eventually pulled himself together. ‘What am I doing?’ They were both in bed while he was on top of her. He looked vaguely around the room. Everything became clear to him, he snapped from it and cursed underneath repeatedly.“Hey. What's wrong?” Henrietta sat up when he got down from the bed and picked up his shirt on the floor. She got close to him and put a hand on his shoulder. “Hey, look at me. Don't you want all this?” She was going to seduce him again and lure him to bed, this time he stopped her and s
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