All Chapters of My Husband Wants An Open Marriage : Chapter 231 - Chapter 239

*LORENZO* “My mother put you in danger, Alora. And that pool, personally, I do not like swimming in it because of how huge it is, talk more of you searching for something in there. Something that wasn’t there in the first place, and she…she deliberately made the water very fucking cold. Do I even deserve to want anything from you after this? Do I deserve to see…” “Lorenzo. I don’t regret doing that. And if I’m being honest, I’d do it again.”I was shocked by those words. “What?!” “You always talk about how much you want me to be happy, you always do everything to make me happy and healthy. Why can’t I do the same for you?” “I do not want you getting harmed because of me.” “But you got harmed because of me. You took a bullet for me? So why should I hesitate to do anything for you?” “Alora, I can’t take it…” “Seeing you happy, Lorenzo, makes me happy too. And I’ll do anything for you.” “No…not something like that.

*LORENZO* The owner didn’t let me take the rest of the day off.I already had it in mind to walk around the scene of the accident but now, with my colleague telling me there was supposedly no accident there, I needed to go asap.But my dumb boss insisted it was too early for me to leave.I hated him so much.I felt like killing him! I slowly arranged some dishes into a tray, as I made my way towards a table.I saw a woman sitting beside a man. The man suddenly leaned closer, and rubbing his hand on her belly while she smiled lovingly at him. The tray I was holding fell from my hands. I recalled rubbing a belly and taking pictures of a woman.I recalled feeding her, I recalled giving her a foot rub. I recalled watching her stand in front of a large mirror, her dress lifted as she stared at her belly. “Why do you look so deep in your thoughts?” I had asked “It’s nothing.” She replied.I slowly turned him around to face me. “There’s clear

I had tried getting about three more jobs but I still got fired. Thing is, I couldn’t stand people ordering me around. Plus I still had dreams and occasionally, fragments of memories hit me.I had gotten to know that the woman I call Alora only dreams, the woman I occasionally recall something about had a black hair whereas “my wife” was brown.And her voice was different. I didn’t know what was going on. I didn’t even know if my brain was messing with me. But one thing I was certain about was not sleeping with her until I wasn’t this disturbed anymore.Even her kiss had made me feel guilty and anxious.So sleeping with her might just make me even more troubled.But it hadn’t been easy. She tempts the living daylight out of me. She purposely walks around naked sometimes, show off her body in my face, make seductive moves around me. And I've resulted to wanking sometimes.I couldn’t have sex with her again, even seeing her naked body felt forbidden, it felt lik

*ALORA* Going on walks helped clear my mind a bit. It was one of the things I did to keep fit and lift my spirit a bit. At six month pregnant, I had grown more conscious of my health and no matter the turmoil going on in my head and the pain in my heart, I still wanted to safely give me to this child. Today, Milena had come with me and as usual, her chatty cheerful nature made the walk enjoyable. Something suddenly caught my eye, I saw a man running down the street.For a moment, I thought he looked like Lorenzo. He had his physiques and all.But then I shook my head. For the last four months, I’ve stopped a lot of men whom I thought looked like Lorenzo.And most of the time, it just turned out I was hallucinating. But as this man got closer, he looked more and more like Lorenzo. “Who…who…”Milena suddenly stopped walking.I glanced at her realizing she was staring at the man too, blinking rapidly.Was she hallucinating too? The man stopped running, his chest

*LORENZO* “We didn’t sleep together.” I said to her but she looked doubtful. “I admit, we kissed and she seduced the living hell out of me. She had seemed determined to make me get her pregnant but kissing her had filled me with so much guilt and I couldn’t imagine what sleeping with her would bring.” "I felt uncomfortable...so uneasy with her. I never felt at peace. At first, I always dreamt about you, Alora. You were the only person who kept invading my mind. But then she had named herself Alora and even claimed my tattoos were for her. And that made me even more confused. Each time I recalled something about you, I'm always so happy...it was like I was in another world, another world that a woman named Alora created for me. I got off most times with my hand. I had concluded to only sleep with her after I regained my memories because then I’ll have answers for the guilt, for the uneasiness and the yearning I felt for a woman that wasn’t her. But the answers clea