It's already been a few weeks since my husband recovered from his fever. That fever really corrupted his work and appetite.I woke up early and prepared everything for Theron. He informed me that we are going to visit Herodotus' residence. Now we are heading where his cousin lives. I am amused as we entered the house of Herodotus. I heard that Herodotus doesn't live here in New York. He just pays people to clean this house to maintain the tidiness in this place. "Herod, they are here!" informed the maid to Herodotus."Thanks, Ameline! I will head there shortly."As promised, Herodotus came shortly. He shook hands with my husband while he kissed my hand. Maybe he adapted this trait from the country where he stayed for so long.I shook my head when my husband elbowed me a little. "You are gorgeous as always, Athara! How have you been?" he asked with a smile on his face. My heart is immensely grateful for this man's attitude. He always helps my low confidence to at least level up. I

I let go of my heavy breath many times. Theron made my heart palpitate unusually. I go directly to the kitchen and grab a glass and fill it with water. "Athara, come here!""Theron, can you please just tell me what you want for dinner? I will order online.""Fuck, Athara! Why can't you perform such a simple duty? You're the wife here! You should cook!"I just rolled my eyes."Fine!""Come here, Athara! Don't make me call you twice!"I went to where he is. He is looking at me seductively. His other arm was resting on the side of the sofa while the other was above his crotch. He slowly stroked his dick from the outside of his pants. "Theron, I'm tired. I need to cook dinner," I said. I am making steps now off to the kitchen again. I stopped moving when my body was locked in his arms."Athara, I am hungry," he said.I'm trying to free myself from Theron so I moved like an eel."Theron, that's why let me go because I'm going to prepare our dinner. And so you'll have something to feed yo

I went to the restroom and sighed a few times there. As I returned to the venue, I saw Ameline sitting beside Herodotus. She stood up upon seeing me. She came to me. She hugged me as if it was a long time ago when we last saw each other. "What took you so long to go here?" I asked her. "I fixed everything inside the mansion. The men were having fun there last time.""Oh, Theron said that," I said. Ameline stopped. "Really? He said that to you?""Yes, why? Was he not there?""Yes. He's not there last night."I sighed. I knew it. I glanced at my husband and Samantha. I have a hint that they were with each other last night. I am sure that they did their secret game. "Well, if he's not there last night. He was with that woman," I said, referring to Samantha. People are having fun. The dance floor was filled with people who's dancing altogether not thinking if they were on the beat or not. "I know that this is an occasion where all Theron's and Herod's friends and business partner

I am now inside the guest room. I insisted on sleeping with Ameline but she said that she snores a lot. I leaned on the heading of the bed and hugged the soft pillow. The sound of silence inside this room is deafening. The whole white pain of the wall made me see an imaginary portrait of my husband with Samantha. It was late when I knew that Sam was not just an ordinary woman to whom my husband was having an affair with. For sure, she came before me. For sure she's the one that my husband wants to marry and to be with until he would be spitting out his last breath.I touched my face and forced myself to smile even though it was very hard. I was successful to smile but it was not made because of joy but because of self-pity and pain. I lay down in an indolent manner. I looked up to the ceiling. The juxtaposition of my dreams and what came to happen didn't fit with each other. The road from my life a couple of years back then to my life now is far from the prospects I set. I twirl h

I let him sleep in that position. I stood up and straightened myself immediately. I even took a bath to get rid of the uncertain feelings that my heart was feeling. Theron makes things more complicated. I was even more confused because of what he said. What is that? If I am not the child of my parents he will not hurt me? If I am not the child of my parents, will he respect me? If I am not the child of my parents, maybe he will love me? I walked under the shower and waited for the drops of water to drip from it. The water from the shower was warm. I like the temperature of the water because it calms my body down a bit. Even my brain that almost bled thinking about the things my husband said calmed down. Thanks to the warm water.After the routine of taking a bath I went outside and dry myself in front of the mirror. I returned to the bed and I see that he was still sweaty. I touched his neck and find out that his skin was sticky. He doesn't like it when he felt stickiness on his s