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Chapter 91

Penulis: Jay.the.writer
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-07-04 03:25:47

Cheryl

It was a work-free day for Miles and me. One we gave ourselves, by the way. Miles might not have gone into the office, but he had been holed up in his study all morning like usual.

I tried to do a little work myself, but eventually, I gave up. This was supposed to be a work-free day—not just working from home in a different outfit. I shut my laptop and decided to take a cold shower instead.

I lay in the tub, enjoying the way the water caressed my skin, when something caught my eye. A strategically placed drawer, so well blended into the wall you’d never know it was there unless you were really looking.

Curiosity got the better of me.

I carefully stepped out of the bath, water dripping from my skin as I padded toward it. I tried to open the drawer, but it was locked. Not a regular lock either. I’ve been picking locks since I was eight—this one wasn’t going to budge.

The key had to be close.

I searched the cabinets where we keep soaps, lotions, pastes—everything—and found it. A
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  • Don't Touch The Bride    Chapter 103

    Cheryl I pretended I didn’t get up the second he told me he was an hour away. I had freshened up, put on lotion, stayed ready—then I passed out waiting for him. I didn’t even realize when he got home or when he slipped into the room.I was mad. I still was. He knew about Anna and didn’t tell me. Did they all think I’d break down? That I’d fall apart? That I’d be jealous of my best friend?Never.I buried my face deeper into the pillows, moans escaping my lips as his mouth latched onto my nipple. Heat shot through my body, rushing to my core like a fire I couldn’t put out. My clit throbbed, aching in the most delicious, urgent way. My body felt full, like I could burst.“Ohh yes,” I moaned, my thighs trembling, my toes curling, my core tightening from the heat spreading across my skin. The pressure in my lower belly was too much.I arched my back and rolled my head back—froze.“Did you just come?” Miles asked, raising his head to look at me.I nodded, biting my lip with a small, breat

  • Don't Touch The Bride    Chapter 102

    Miles“I’m suffering from a syndrome,” I groaned, slouching into my chair, already reaching for the bottle of whiskey on my desk.Isaac narrowed his eyes. “What syndrome is that?”“Staying-away-from-my-wife syndrome,” I muttered, pouring the liquor into a glass. It was too early in the day for whiskey, but the ache in my chest didn’t care. I missed my wife. Like hell.“I hate staying away from my wife too,” Isaac added sympathetically. “I’m never going on business trips ever again.”I rolled my eyes. No offense, but it wasn’t the same. No one missed their wife the way I missed mine. And honestly, no one had a wife like mine.Then he asked, “What would you have done if she chose to get a divorce? Married someone else? Had kids with him?”I froze. I hadn’t really let myself go there. I was too sure Cheryl wouldn’t leave. But then… lately? I wasn’t so sure. She loves me, yes. I believe that. Maybe even as much as I love her—but is love always enough?“I don’t know. Die?” I shrugged, down

  • Don't Touch The Bride    Chapter 101

    CherylThat night, I got home late on purpose. No husband. No pressure to pretend I wasn’t overthinking everything.My phone buzzed from across the room. I looked over at the table and dug it out of my bag.Miles.A FaceTime call.Who the hell taught my old man how to use FaceTime?I laughed to myself and picked up the call.“Hi, baby,” I said, waving at the screen.It was just an empty chair in front of a desk at first. His phone must’ve been propped up.“What were you smiling about?” his voice finally filled the silence. Then he appeared, sliding into his chair.“You,” I teased. “I was just wondering who taught my old man how to use video calls.”He pouted dramatically. “What do you mean, baby? I’m not even that old.”I laughed, full and loud.“I miss you,” he said.“I miss you too,” I replied. “I’ve been so busy today just to keep my mind off you. But it didn’t work. I still miss you.”“I should’ve brought you with me.”He took a sip from a cup.“What’s that?” I asked, setting the

  • Don't Touch The Bride    Chapter 100

    Cheryl “Hi, baby,” Miles whispered, brushing a soft kiss across my cheek. His lips were warm, his voice low like we were sharing a secret in the dark. It had to be around 4 a.m.—maybe a little past.“Hi,” I murmured sleepily, blinking the heaviness from my lashes. “Are you ready to leave?”“Yes,” he whispered again, even softer.“What time is it?” I asked, my voice thick and raspy from sleep.“4:30 in the morning.”“You really have to leave this early?” I asked, stretching slowly beneath the duvet.He nodded. “I wish I didn’t.”“But I’ll miss you,” I pouted, reaching for him even though I knew he had to go.“I’ll be back before you know it. It’s just a week,” he murmured, kissing me everywhere—my temple, my jaw, the corner of my lips. “A quick trip. I promise.”It hurt more than I wanted to admit. We’d only just gotten back to good—really good—and now he was disappearing for a whole week. It felt unfair.“Can’t I just come with you?” I asked, my lips forming a slight pout.“You could

  • Don't Touch The Bride    Chapter 99

    Cheryl I got back home later than usual, mostly because I stayed late at work to make up for my earlier therapy appointment.“Hi, Cheryl,” Chris greeted, eyeing me with his usual mix of concern and observation.“Hi,” I returned softly.Chris being here meant Miles was home too. That was a little surprising—it was early for him to be back, especially since he’d missed a few days of work trying to patch things up with his cold, withdrawn wife.Me.But today I felt different. Not exactly happy, but lighter. Indifferent in a strange, calm way. The constant weight pressing on my chest for weeks seemed to lift just a little. I wasn’t angry. I wasn’t sad. I was just… normal. Normal enough to admit to myself that I missed my husband inside me. Missed his touch. Missed us.My session with the therapist helped more than I expected. Do I still mourn the idea of having children? Yes. And maybe, just maybe, I still blame Miles for that. But is that reason enough to keep living like this—emotional

  • Don't Touch The Bride    Chapter 98

    Cheryl “Dear Cheryl,”I blinked hard, trying to fight back the tears that stung my eyes. I inhaled deeply and composed myself, bracing for the words that followed.**“It was never my intention to make you sad. I never wanted to hurt you. After Jenny, I accepted that no woman was going to agree to be with me once they found out I didn’t want to have children. It was something my father and I fought about constantly, a battle that strained our relationship more than anything else ever did. He eventually started trying to find me a wife—without my consent, by the way. When he found you, he basically threatened me into marrying you.I was furious. Furious that I had to go through all of it again. I was terrified that what happened with Jenny would happen again. So I looked into you. I read about your family—your history—and realized you were almost twenty years younger than me. You had a terrible past and I thought maybe… maybe we could help each other.I thought we’d both benefit. You c

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