My handsome uncle-in-law is obsessed with me

It was a warm summer night.

Eliza Moore stood on the balcony of the mansion, her eyes looking in the direction of the red BMW Z4 that had just driven into the courtyard.

Although the lights inside the car were not on, she could clearly see a pair of bright and tender arms on a man's shoulder, wrapped around his neck. They kiss passionately as if they didn't mind someone peeping at them.

No, Eliza should not be a peeper, but a spectator!

The man slipped his hand into the woman's white dress, and it was clear from his movements that he was very familiar and skilled. Obviously, it's not the first time he has done it.

The woman in his arms lifted her chin, revealing her beautiful neck. Her eyes shot knowingly in Eliza's direction and her bright red lips curved provocatively. “AAHHH…” She moaned on purpose, making the man more enthusiastic about his action.

Eliza looked at them coldly. When she saw them fornicating for the first time, she may have felt devastated, unhappy and desperate. But for the second time, the third time… her heart had already been numbed when the scene had become so common.

They bonked from the hotel to this house, and even into the master's bedroom which Eliza personally decorated.

Eliza used to humbly beg and wish him to stay with her, but it was useless. However, everything had to end tonight.

Eliza stared at them until they were done. When the man finally got out of the car with a satisfied face, she turned and left the balcony. 

The trio stood face to face in the living room. The man immediately frowned when he saw Eliza. His face filled with impatience. "What's the problem?" 

"Henry Young, let's divorce."  

"Divorce?” Henry scoffed as if he heard a joke. He tilted his head and kissed the lips of the woman in his arms with an expression full of tenderness. He even lightly licked the corner of her mouth. Only then did he turn to Eliza and say word for word: "Stop dreaming!" 

"Why?" Eliza could no longer maintain her calm expression. She believed that Henry was trying to force her to divorce by sleeping with her half-sister over and over again.

Eliza used to be a dummy because she was unwilling to give up her relationship with Henry that had been formed since their childhood. She thought Nicole Moore had bewitched him. But now that she thought about it and would like to file for divorce, she didn't expect to get such an answer.

"Why? You're asking me why?" Henry stared at Eliza with hateful eyes and a horrendous face, “Eliza, since you are brave enough to betray me, you must accept my revenge. I will not divorce you, and I will not touch you! Not only that, I also want you to watch me and Nicole having sex. I want you to see how sweet and passionate we are." 

“Henry, what did I do wrong?” They have known each other since childhood. They grew up together and had fallen in love by the time they reached adulthood. Both were looking forward to getting married.

However, the happiness Eliza had dreamed of became the beginning of her nightmare. She didn't even know what she had done wrong.

"Don't pretend to be innocent in front of me. It disgusts me!" Henry sneered coldly, then hugged Nicole's waist and turned to walk away: "Honey, just you and me at home tonight." 

"Okay, I'll cook you some delicious food." Nicole's sweet voice made Eliza feel sick. 

After a long moment, Eliza smiled bitterly with her ashen face. "Can't I even divorce myself?"

Eliza thought. In this case, why would she continue to be a fool?!

Eliza then smiled coldly as she walked up the stairs. When she came back down, she had already changed her clothes. There were no longer any conservative casual clothes. Instead, she wore a satin halter neck mini dress. The fiery red color looked like flames.

She no longer wanted to seek her own destruction. Tonight she will let herself thrive confidently.