Jennifer's Nightmare

William Jackson has just returned from his office. He slowly walked over to where she lay, and conveniently adjusted her sleeping position. When his hand was just about to be lifted off Jennifer's body, at that moment she pulled his hand back, her hand accidentally touching the other chubby cheek, making his heart beat wildly. For a long time, no girl had touched him like Jennifer. In the soft light of the ceiling lamp, she was as beautiful as a goddess, and the scent emanating from her body also had an alluring charm. Then a smile slowly appeared on his lips, as if he was still not used to smiling, his cold face was never suitable for such a smile.

In the middle of the night, while she was sleeping soundly, suddenly Jennifer felt a large hand on her body and then slowly crawled down. Then, she felt a warm kiss on her shoulder making her eyes widen in surprise.

"Oh my god... what are you doing?"

He slowly replied to her: "You guess what?"

William Jackson still thick-faced approached to kiss her on the lips even though she tried to push him away, her mouth constantly shouting: "No... no....I'm not your wife. You're not allowed to touch me."

He had no intention of stopping, but still answered her: "We're married. Of course I'm allowed to touch you."

Jennifer struggled.

"No. Get out of the way... You get out of my way..."

She shook her head and looked at William, stammering. "You don't do anything to me."

"You think I married you just to put you in a glass display case?"

Jennifer shook her head: "But you don't touch me..."

Before she could finish, William kissed her passionately on the lips and then slid down her beautiful neck again. The heat of her body radiating against her made her cheeks flush red.

"No... You're crazy."

Her screams did not stop ringing, causing William Jackson lying on the sofa to wake up from his sleep. He sat up and walked over to where she lay, his bushy brows slightly furrowed and shook her arms, his voice deep.

"Jennifer... What's wrong with you?"

Jennifer opened her eyes in shock, seeing William but like a wild animal, she crossed her arms to hug her body and said:

"Pervert, crazy... You stay away from me."

Saying that, she bent down to bite him hard on the shoulder and then ran off the bed, showing a defensive look.

"Don't come near me."

Being bitten by her so suddenly, he still didn't understand why she did it.

"Why did you bite me?"

"You're going to rape me and you're pretending like it's okay?"

William was angry and replied:

"Are you crazy? When did I rape you? Just now I was sleeping under the sofa, suddenly you csreamed at me to wake up. Did you have a nightmare?

After hearing that, Jennifer frowned and thought for a moment, then frowned. "Perhaps....maybe it's been a nightmare!"

William didn't say another word, staring at her made her feel embarrassed. But soon she calmed down and said:

"It's because of you that I have nightmares. It's your fault, it's all your fault."

William Jackson was angered by her speechless. Immediately after, the door in front of her slammed shut, the bedroom suddenly became spacious and empty. Jennifer shivered involuntarily, suddenly feeling something of shame.

After thinking about it for a while, she also realized that this was her fault. But because her self-esteem was too great, she never had the courage to go straight to him to apologize.

“William not in the room is fine.” She put her head back on the pillow. It was not until the dawn outside shone through the window, shining on her beautiful angel-like face that she squinted her eyes to wake up.

When she opened the door to the room and walked out, she saw William standing there, unconsciously taking a few steps back, she asked.

"What are you standing here for?"

"Wait until you've finished changing and then come in. If I'm in when you haven't finished, you'll think I'm playing a trick on you."

"Because I just want to protect myself. If I'm wrong, then I'm sorry. But I'm telling the truth, but what's the point of sharing a room with me in your luxury villa?"

"I love."

"So can you let me move to another room?"

"No."

"Why do you insist on sharing a room with me?"

"I like that."

Unable to continue this boring conversation, he had to move on to another matter.

"Go downstairs and wait for me to change into a bathing suit and then we'll have breakfast together. After breakfast, I'll take you over to my parents' house and then I'll go to work."

"No need, I can go by myself."

With that, she walked away, but had barely taken a few steps when William called her over.

"You stop"

"What 's up?"

"Jennifer, you forgot to zip your dress."

Jennifer stopped, grimaced, and touched the zipper of her dress behind her back, which had been carefully zipped. She turned to curse William when the door slammed shut.

When she went downstairs, the housekeeper and servants repeatedly bowed to her, calling her by her very respectful name.

“Mistress, good morning to you.”

She smiled and nodded to everyone and then sat down at a table full of delicious food. After a while, William also sat down across from her, he asked.

"Does the meal suit your taste? If there is any dish you don't like, just tell the housekeeper directly, and the housekeeper will be responsible for directing the chef."

"It's okay, I'm not picky, so there's no need to be fussy."

During breakfast, neither she nor William opened their mouths to speak, perhaps out of habit and in fact had nothing to say. When she was about to get up to get a glass of water to drink, a servant came out from the kitchen, holding a glass of orange juice and giving it to her.

"Mistress, your orange juice."

"Thank."

After breakfast, William drove her to the mansion where her husband's parents were staying.