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Sarah I'm having a leisurely day here at Serenity Pines Estate. I spent some time playing "Death Marriage" on the same computer I used when Philip and I were married, reminiscing about old times in the computer and game room. If gaming didn't suit my mood, I contemplated ordering my favorite meal from Highland Hills or indulging in well-deserved rest. Today, I've chosen to take it easy, letting Philip handle his affairs while I focus on enjoying myself. There's no point in dwelling on problems that no longer concern me. As I sat in the kitchen, savoring a strawberry milkshake, the tranquility was interrupted by the arrival of Madam Cornell and Megan. Their presence didn't surprise me; it was evident they came with ill intentions, likely to stir up trouble in Philip's absence. Madam Cornell wasted no time in expressing her disdain for my presence. "You have the nerve to stay here at Serenity Pines despite no longer being married to Philip. Leave at once!" Ignoring their ho
Philip I'm at my wit's end. Sarah nonchalantly sipped on her milkshake, igniting an unexpected thirst within me. I want to suck my tongue inside her mouth, to taste what's inside there. Following her into the bedroom, I found remnants of the milkshake glistening on her lips, tempting me like a thief drawn to treasures. "Ehhhm!" As I indulged my desire, Sarah pushed me away with a firm rebuke, her cheeks flushed with irritation. "You're really pushing the boundaries of your lustfulness! You, pervert!" she admonished. Unable to resist, I confessed, "I can't help it. I want to taste what's within your mouth." Her cheeks reddened further as she countered, "What if it's another man's cum, huh?" Unsure how to respond to her provocative remark, I found it, blaugh, distasteful. "You mean my own?" I quipped. "Philip, you're disgusting!" Sarah's cheeks reddened further. "Are you seriously suggesting you want to taste your own... cum?" Though her words should have deterred me, the
Sarah Philip graciously ushered me into the gathering, where all eyes immediately fixed upon me. Yet, my attention was only in one direction—the buffet! A passing waiter showcased a plate adorned with buttered lobster, its vibrant hue and alluring scent tantalizing my senses. My mouth watered at the mere thought of savoring it. "Hmm… I want that!" I exclaimed, tugging at Philip's sleeve like an eager child, pointing towards the dish. He regarded me with a knowing gaze. "Why?" I inquired. "I didn't leave you hungry at Serenity Pines, did I? If I had known you were such a lobster enthusiast, I would've brought the head chef from this restaurant to the villa," he remarked. "Tsk!" For months, I had been shackled to a restrictive diet, convinced that my heart was frail and vulnerable. However, learning this wasn't the case, I felt liberated and eager to indulge in anything I wanted! Before I could respond, my former mother-in-law appeared, accompanied by Megan. "What's
Sarah The corner of Auntie Marietta's lips lifted, reflecting the disdainful expression worn by my former mother-in-law as the guests cast mocking glances my way. Their evident disgust with my presence was palpable. Approaching the main stage stoically, I accepted the microphone from the speaker's outstretched hand. "Auntie Marietta, are you certain we should broach this topic?" I softly asked her, not wanting to shoulder any blame if she felt embarrassed at the end. Auntie Marietta responded with a tight-lipped smile, barely acknowledging me. It was clear they considered me nothing more than an unwelcome intruder. "It's fine, Sarah! What more could I expect from you?" Auntie Marietta retorted, her words laced with condescension. Megan and Rebecca couldn't contain their amusement at her remark. "If that's the case, why invite me at all?" I questioned bluntly, unfazed by the challenging glares directed my way. Rebecca seized the microphone from my grasp, amplifying her vo
Sarah I'm not to blame for how the gathering mirrored the darkness of my blouse. Auntie Marietta felt embarrassed in front of her friends, and Philip's family appeared perplexed, their frustration seemingly aimed at me. I excused myself from Philip, stating, "I'll be right back; I just need to step away for a comfort room." He glanced at me, perhaps assuming I needed the restroom after indulging in so much food. "Hmm..." he murmured, nodding in understanding. Assistant Alex coincidentally messaged him, diverting my ex-husband's attention to urgent office matters. Jane's absence raised questions. Where could she be? Perhaps her flight was delayed, causing her to arrive late to the gathering. In the restroom, I checked Jakob's message. "Ten minutes, doll!" it read. I quickly shot a message to Jane, firm in my decision not to depart the gathering without catching sight of her. As I typed, my attention was drawn to my ex-mother-in-law's deliberate retreat from Auntie Mari
Sarah "Just kidding!" Jakob's grin widened as he spoke. My immediate impulse was to kick him. "You nearly gave me a heart attack with that joke! I'm not in the mood, and I'm sleepy," I grumbled. Jakob chuckled, clearly amused by my reaction. "You get laid lately?" Before I could protest, he added, "Don't deny it; I can read you like a book. Your cheeks always give it away when you lie. And those marks on your skin? Pretty incriminating." I hastily adjusted the car mirror, scrutinizing my neck and arms for any signs of love marks. Alas, nothing but smooth skin! "You're such a jerk." He laughed, seemingly delighted with himself. "Who knew catching you red-handed would be this easy, doll? But seriously, didn't you say you were done with your husband?" I let out a tired sigh, gazing out the window. "Philip and I... it's just impossible." "Why's that?" "Because he hurt me," I explained, a tinge of sadness creeping into my voice. "He treated me disrespectfully as his wife an
Philip Sarah's escape has left me in a foul mood, and I have reprimanded several employees in the office because of it. I issued a strict deadline to my team, sending them into a frenzy as they scrambled to meet it. Josh has lost his utility as a pawn in my game against Sarah; her apparent fearlessness rendered him useless as leverage. "Boss, it appears Mr. Amir Benner knew Madam Sarah before your marriage," Alex interjected, drawing my attention. I looked up, intrigued, awaiting Alex's explanation. "Ms. Jessica Woods and Madam Sarah attended the same university before Madam Sarah relocated to Highland Hills. That's the extent of our findings." "So, you're saying they could've been fighting over the same guy, and that guy's Amir?" I grimaced as I asked. "No, Boss! Please don't entertain such thoughts. You are far more dignified and handsome than him," Alex reassured hastily. Alex seemed determined to alleviate my mood, but his words failed to stir any emotion within me
Sarah I wore a reversible design long dress. Since I always wear black, the dress I ordered has a black garment inside. I had a hunch Jessica was brewing up some drama, aiming to cast me as the villainous sister-in-law. Yet, her swiftness in action caught me off guard; I had anticipated a more theatrical display, perhaps in front of a larger audience. As the door to the extension room swung open, Jessica, her cronies, and her mother stood dumbfounded at the sight of me in my elegant black dress. Amir's distress was palpable as his eyes met mine. The contrast of my current attire against the white he had seen earlier clearly didn't mind him. Amir, being the traditionalist he is, doesn't place much weight on appearances, a trait perhaps explaining Jessica's lack of genuine affection for him. "That's impossible! Amir, Sarah was wearing white just moments ago. You remember, don't you?" Jessica's words stumbled out, tinged with jealousy evident in her gaze. Despite my current choice