**CHLOE**“What's the problem?” I asked, trying to study his face. Eric shifted nervously. “This is a bit embarrassing. Where do I start from?”“Just say it,” I encouraged.He took a deep breath. “So my niece came over for the weekend, and I decided to bring her to the park to relax a bit...”“Okay…? So what's the problem?”“She just had her first period, and I'm clueless on what to do,” he blurted out.I tried to stifle a laugh, but I couldn’t quite manage it. “So is that why you look like this?”Eric let out a frustrated sigh. “Please stop laughing; it's not funny. I'm worried about her.” “It's okay,” I reassured him. “Where's your niece now?” I asked, and he pointed to a young girl sitting down on a bench, her hands clutched tightly to the hem of her dress. She looked so scared and uncomfortable.Poor thing, she reminded me of my young self.When I had mine, Dad had been so clueless too. Luckily, it happened in school, and my class teacher helped me out.“There's a minimart just o
**JEFFREY**I'd just arrived tired, and I headed to my room immediately. I've missed my wife. “That's probably because we used to be very close back then... Going to classes together, doing assignments together, and even staying up all night to study together with lots of coffee,” I heard Chloe say.She was definitely talking about Eric. I opened the door, and then I heard her sister say,“Yeah, that's really close. That explains why you noticed his wet dream in class.”Huh? Wet dream? I clenched my fists… They were that close?And then she laughed. “No, that's not the case, Lily.”I scoffed internally and shut the door quietly. And then I knocked. She walked over to hug me, and then we kissed, her lovely smell and soft body making me feel a bit calmer. I exchanged swift pleasantries with Lily before Lily turned to her sister and said, “I'll talk to you later.”I clenched my jaw… They'll keep talking about Eric later?That's probably not it; don't overthink. “How was your trip?”
**CHLOE**“Still, we should just get up and leave,” I insisted.“Wow, who do we have here?” The lady asked as soon as she got to our table.“We don't want any trouble; we're already leaving,” I interjected. “You don't want trouble? But this whore slept with my husband last night, and she even had the guts to follow us here today.” The lady screamed. People in the restaurant were beginning to look in our direction, their faces filled with disgust.“We didn't follow you here,” I said, trying to keep my voice calm. “We came here to have lunch.”Audrey must be wishing the ground would open up and swallow her. She kept her eyes glued to the table.“We came here to have lunch,” the lady mimicked mockingly, and some people around laughed.“Let's leave now,” I said, standing up, and then I pulled Audrey up. We tried to walk away, but the woman blocked our path and growled, “Do you think she can just leave?” “Don't allow that whore to leave; teach her a lesson or else she'll keep sleeping
**CHLOE**“Yayyyyy!” Audrey squealed, hugging me, and then Eric turned the car around. Phew... I hope I don't regret this. We got to Eric's apartment. A well-furnished duplex, just about a ten-minute drive from where we were. Stepping inside, we were welcomed by a spacious living room. Painted in a crisp white, the living room felt luxurious and airy. A sleek mini bar stood tucked away in one corner, hinting at Eric's love for entertaining.“You've got a really nice apartment,” Audrey commented as soon as we walked in.“Thank you,” he replied with a smile, and then he glanced at me.“Nice place,” I muttered, settling into the plush cushion.He beamed. “Thanks, Chloe.” And then he walked to the minibar, filled with drinks of all sorts. Opening the shelf, he turned to ask Audrey, “Belvedere, Chopin, or Ketel One?”“Ouuuuuu…. I like that. You've got options,” Audrey said with a grin.He let out a proud smirk. "So, which would it be?”“Let's start with Chopin,” she chuckled, looking a
**CHLOE**My eyes dragged open, revealing a blurry living room, and I squeezed my eyes shut again.Rubbing my heavy eyes with the back of my palm, I squinted and spotted Eric lying down casually on the cushion opposite, his fingers moving across his phone screen. “What time is it?” I croaked, my voice thick with sleep.My eyes were still very heavy.Eric glanced at me, surprised. “Oh, you're awake. It's 9 p.m.,” he replied. A wave of dizziness washed over me. Jeez… I'd slept that long? Was I really that tired?“Why didn't you wake me up?” I asked, a hint of accusation in my tone.“You looked really tired,” he responded softly.I sucked my teeth. “Did you forget that I have a husband who'll be worried sick about me?”He was silent. I knew I'd regret coming here. Jeffrey must be worried about me. I picked up my phone and saw a string of missed calls from him between 3 p.m. and 5 p.m. No more calls after then.That was weird.My eyes landed on Audrey, who was still fast asleep on t
**CHLOE**“Yeah,” she confirmed. “But not permanently, though. Here's my home, of course, so I'll always come back. I just think I need a break from all these, you know,” she explained. “Probably a few months of vacation in another country, or I could just go for my masters degree.”I was trying to process what she'd just said.She just woke up this morning and decided to leave?I was too stunned to speak.“Is it because of Mark?” I finally managed to ask.“Not entirely him; I figured I needed some alone time and a fresh environment to feel better.”Tears welled up in my eyes. “I understand. It seems your mind’s already made up?” She nodded slowly. “We'll still be in touch, surely.”“Then I wish you all the best,” I murmured, pulling her into a tight hug, and tears rolled down my cheeks. She was sobbing too. “I'll miss you too,” she choked out.We remained in each other's arms for a while before I asked, “When are you leaving?”She was silent, and so I disengaged from her arms to st
**CHLOE**I moved back, startled, but he wrapped his hands around my waist and pulled me close. He fixed his gaze on me, his cold and distant eyes sending shivers down my spine and making goosebumps erupt all over my skin.His hands reached for my breasts again, and he squeezed them.“Jeffrey,” I swallowed, feeling warmth between my thighs. “You said you were going to call back, and you...”He bent down and shut me up with a brutal kiss, sucking and biting my lips.He will definitely not kiss way out of this. He'll have to give me an explanation for what happened.A soft moan escaped my lips as his mouth moved to my neck, kissing and sucking on it passionately.“Stop,” I murmured, my hands crushing into his chest. I tried to push him back, but it was like pushing a wall.I was still angry with him. He suddenly stopped, his hands loosening his tie, and then he undid the first two buttons of his shirt. I watched him tug off his trousers and underwear in one swift move, revealing his
**CHLOE**I looked around, confused. Where did he go? I reached for my phone and called him. “Hello,” his cold voice rang through the receiver. “What are you doing up?” he asked.“I should be asking you the same thing,” I replied. “Where are you?”“I have some work to do. You should go back to bed,” he ordered, and then hung up.Tears rolled down my cheeks. He just needed to satisfy his sexual needs so that he could go back to acting like an asshole?What did I do so wrong? Why wouldn't he talk to me?Whatever it is… He should let me know.Or maybe he's found someone else?I sobbed… then he should let me know too.I walked downstairs for a glass of juice. Pouring some of the liquid into a glass, I settled into a chair and took a sip.Didn't Jeffrey say that he loved me? Is this how to treat someone that he loves?Wiping my tears, I stood up and headed inside. My feet stilled when I saw light seeping out of the study. Jeffrey perhaps?“I really hope he's the one,” I murmured to mys