LOGINMy wife, Chelsea Sloane, has always been an avid user of computers when it comes to work. But one day, she suddenly falls in love with the idea of using pen and paper. In fact, she loves one particular black pen to the point that she refuses to let anyone touch it. Unable to endure her twisted obsession over that pen, I decide to bring up divorce before her on our wedding anniversary. Enraged, Chelsea points at me and yells, "Are you seriously getting a divorce over a pen?" I reply coolly, "Yup. It's precisely that."
View MoreBy then, everyone's curiosity was through the roof. What power did that innocent-looking fountain pen hold?Under Joseph's horrified gaze, I pressed my thumb and twisted the pen just slightly. Before anyone could react, I grabbed Chelsea's wrist. Her eyes widened in shock, tears and anger still streaking her cheeks."What are you doing—"I didn't give her a chance to struggle. I seized her hand and gripped the pen firmly.Joseph's body tensed up, and a weird, untimely moan slipped out of his throat. Watching the stunned expressions around the hall, I tightened my hold on the pen a little more.Joseph's legs gave out, and he collapsed to the ground. Soon, a metallic smell spread through the room. Guests went pale, frozen in shock at the scene unfolding before them."It's a sensory-link prototype! I heard this is Sloane Group's latest product!""No wonder she was kissing and licking that pen. It connects to his manhood!""Testing it themselves before it even goes public… That's i
Joseph pointed at me, his voice booming. "The evidence is clear—you fabricated videos, smeared Chelsea's reputation, and tried to ruin the Sloane family! What else do you have to defend yourself with?"I looked at his smug, self-satisfied face and suddenly laughed."Defend myself?" I said slowly, my gaze sweeping over Chelsea's aggrieved face. "Did you forget that the love token of a pen is still with me?"I reached into the inner pocket of my suit jacket, but it was empty. My face shifted, and I quickly checked my outer and pants pockets—nothing."What are you looking for?"Chelsea's voice rang out at just the right moment, choked with tears. She looked at me with tears in her eyes. "Alex, after everything, you're still putting on that goddamn act and scrambling for excuses. I was wrong about you!"Her performance immediately drew a wave of sympathy from everyone around. I furrowed my brow, still not finding the pen. Suddenly, a tiny, childish voice rang out. "Pen! It's here!"
The live stream chat exploded. Comments flooded the screen at a dizzying speed."What the hell… Is this what the rich people's world is like?""Incest… Wow. Just wow.""I knew it. I live near her kid's school. I always thought the way she looked at her brother was off. Way too intimate.""So much for the perfect wife image. What a bitch.""Now I pity Alex. How long has he been cheated on?"I walked toward Chelsea step by step. She had collapsed into her seat.Quietly, I said, "Chelsea, I knew you used me as cover to screw your brother a long time ago. Did you really think I didn't know? You played the gentle, virtuous wife in public. But at home?"Who was the one throwing tantrums? Who flipped the table just because dinner didn't suit your taste? And that piano—you smashed it yourself. Because every time you saw it, it reminded you of what you were hiding."And the sudden change in diet? From loving strong flavors to eating bland food every day?"I let out a short laugh, my g
The giant screen on stage suddenly changed, and everyone fell silent. The footage showed Chelsea in a night robe, her long hair loose around her shoulders, as she held the pen.Her expression was dazed, and her cheeks flushed an unnatural red. Her parted lips were wrapped around the tip of the pen cap, while her tongue occasionally flicked around it.As she moved, a thin strand of saliva caught the light, stretching into a faint silver thread before breaking. The audience was stunned, and the hall plunged into silence.Chelsea's face was pale, and she stood frozen in place. I cast her a look of disdain and asked, "Ms. Sloane, what can you say about your peculiar obsession with a pen?"The murmurs around us exploded instantly."What the hell did I just watch?""Ew… Is that really how she's like in private?"Joseph was the first to react. He pointed at me, his voice shaking with rage. "You're a shameless piece of shit, Alex Larsson! Have some respect! Chelsea deserves better than






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