Anderson was greatly disturbed. What he knew was that Trent was on his way and he wasn’t pleased about it. Everything in him wanted to pretend to be indifferent toward her but his heart couldn’t allow it. His appetite turned sour and he moved away from the bar, allowing Nancy to pick up the tray with his leftover food to the kitchen. He pondered on whether or not to tell her the truth about the papers and decided to do so after Trent’s exit but at least he should check on her to ensure that she didn’t injure herself with whatever she intended to use those stones for. Reaching the entrance, he almost bumped into Avery, and seeing her fatigued form, his brows creased. “Are you alright?” He asked her, trying hard to hide the affection in his tone. Avery was shocked at the question, not expecting that he would care about her in any way. For as long as she knew, if Anderson wanted a divorce, then it meant that he had long ceased caring about her. Watching his eyes, it seemed like her marr

Anderson watched the sleeping woman on the bed. He regretted his game plan but also gained something. The woman he fell in love with, was also endlessly in love with him. He was just happy to have gotten there in time when one of the security men was able to open the door from outside. Avery had changed within a few months and Anderson didn’t know whether to be happy or sad. The way she stood up to Trent was both consoling and fearful. He lay beside her but his thoughts meandered, as he cursed himself for ever feeling the slightest form of jealousy when Avery agreed to see Trent. How could he have doubted her love for him? It was the most embarrassing idea he ever welcomed and thought of ways to make it up to her. He must have dozed off because when he opened his eyes due to a movement by his side, Avery was tossing and turning on the bed. Even in her sleep, she was still distressed. “Love, are you alright?” Anderson frowned, wrapped his arm around her thin waist, and asked, feelin

Anderson sat on the bed, pulling Avery to sit on his lap. They had undressed each other, feeling the warmth of their naked skin against each other. His hot breath sent shivers down her spine when he nibbled on her earlobe, her back pressed against his hard chest while he held her waist firmly, pressing her to himself. His hard cock was pressed against her soft butt but he decided to tease her a little, “And you seem ready, don’t you think?” Avery shuddered from the sensations, cruising through her body, grinding herself against his hardness, her voice heavy with desire for him to plunge inside her wet hole, “If I didn’t know better, I’d say you’re wasting time,” she moaned and said. Anderson’s erection was becoming unbearably painful from the seductions of his little wife, his breath hitched.“God knows that I love you so much,” he chuckled and began to suck the crook of her neck, brushing her hair to one side with his fingers, whiles his other hand slid down the entrance of her wal

Anderson thought it was going to be painful to recollect everything but there wasn’t pain as unbearable as not sharing a room with his cute little wife for six months. It was better to explain everything to incur her anger and apologize, or gain her sympathy and be forgiven. Avery sat on the bed and he sat beside her but there was no bodily contact. Both couples looked ahead at the large artistic wall frame opposite when Anderson began to tell his story.“I went to the same high school and college as Trent and Martin. Among us three, I was always the first, Trent second, and Martin third. Trent was never my friend and tried to be better but he was always second no matter how hard he tried. His father’s wealth was in billions and mine was in trillions. I seemed to be ahead of him in every way before I heard rumors that he made a promise to his father to be the first in all subjects and I seemed to be his only standing block.”“In college, it was the same. Just like

Avery’s eyes watered when she saw the man curled into a ball in front of the door. Never had she imagined that a man like him, born into luxury, would indeed sleep on the cold floor. When she lowered herself and her hand met his exposed shoulder, he was too cold to the touch. “Honey please, why did you do this?” She cried and immediately tried to lift him from the floor, which seemed impossible as a result of his weight, which was more than hers. She should call the maids but why should she? It would be so embarrassing. She used all her strength but could only lift his shoulder. Anderson’s eyes opened blearily, his lips stretching to accommodate the smile nudging him from inside. Suddenly, he frowned, slightly dazed. When did he get inside the room and why was he holding her? Now his sentence was going to be increased, he was afraid. “Love, are you going to increase my punishment? I didn’t mean to touch you,” he pouted and spoke like a little kid. It was funny and Avery wanted to la