CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE

MARY LYNELLE'S POV

After a hot morning, I felt like I climbed a mountain of Sierra Madre, because of body pain and so exhausted. I was still dizzy, and I just ignored it. No wonder because since last night and then when Henry woke up, he squealed for breakfast thinking he'll be full from what we did. 'That's what you want, girl,' I thought.

I've been wondering about myself these past few days, I wish Henry and I were always having our intimate moment. I often seduce him. I patted my forehead as I remembered what I have done. I can't help being embarrassed. Not only that, but I'm too hot now.

“Morning kids.” I approach them after I've fixed myself. They are sitting in front of the table and their father is busy cooking.

I kissed them first, before approaching the coffee maker and start brewing. I asked Henry if he wants some coffee, and he answered me that just finished.

Carrying my coffee, I sat across from our children. They've been served some pancakes on their plate and