All Chapters of Second Wife From the Brothel: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

"Are you happy being fought over, huh?!" Monica folded her arms across her chest, her emotions unstable and her face clearly twisted with anger. Fortunately, someone had been brave enough to intervene and pull Maira away, while Nathan had hurriedly embraced and carried Monica back to the office. The meeting was canceled immediately; Nathan didn't want his clients to be disturbed, and he didn't feel it was important anyway. Calming Monica down was far more critical at that moment.He sat silently in front of his wife, prepared to receive the insults or even the slaps usually delivered by a legal wife—that’s how it usually went, didn't it? "How long have you been involved in this disgusting relationship?" "Monica, enough! There is no need to discuss this. Besides, we are only husband and wife on paper, aren't we?" Nathan's words made Monica furious. "Monica might only be a wife on paper, but if you truly love Arini, you should have thought a thousand times before committing adultery

"What is this?" Early that morning, Monica had already submitted her resignation letter. She felt disgusted even looking at Nathan's face. It wasn't just his affair with Maira that bothered her; it was his words, which had gone far too long. It felt as though every time she crossed paths with him, her hatred only grew. She knew her mission was to help Arini, but she felt she had done enough; it was time for her to leave."What is your reason?" Nathan asked.Monica didn't answer and immediately walked out of his office. She left without taking much—only her phone, some cash, and her essential credit cards. She cried the entire way. She may have been a former prostitute, but that didn't mean she deserved to be looked down upon as "filthy" forever, especially when she was trying so hard to better herself."Diar! What are you doing? You damn child! Murderer, useless! Give up on your dreams and go to the fields! Stop making my life difficult; you're just a free loader here!" The echoes o

Her eyes fluttered open. Once again, she was in an all-white room with that boring, distinct hospital smell; she wondered why she always ended up in places like this. Monica let out a heavy sigh; the bandage on her head felt slightly bothersome. She recalled her dream, thinking that if she had followed Arumi, she would have certainly ended up in a coffin.The sound of approaching footsteps reached her ears, and from the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Nathan. Reflexively, she lay down with her back turned toward him. She lamented how small the world felt, constantly forcing her to cross paths with the one person she truly didn't want to see."I’m sorry".That single word didn't make Monica budge; she didn't even have the energy to speak. She felt exhausted at the thought of another argument. Nathan remained standing, keeping a slight distance in case Monica decided to pelt him with the objects on the nightstand."My apology might not matter. But your presence matters to me, Mon

The sound of footsteps echoed along the office corridor. For the past few days, Monica had been carrying out her duties as her husband's personal assistant; she had lost count of how many employees had been dishonorably discharged due to their careless behavior. Yuan was truly relentless in bribing people; she had even paid a spy specifically to seduce Nathan. Ironically, they had chosen the wrong opponent; like a game of cat and mouse, the mouse would inevitably be torn apart by the cat."Take a look at this. These are the recommended samples for the new product. Which one do you think is more attractive?". Nathan watched Monica, who was now focused on the various choices on the screen; his gaze then settled on the image on the left. "Your reason?". "Look at the color—it’s as fresh as cherry blossoms—and the design is more unique than the others. Even though they look almost the same, there’s something that makes this one stand out slightly". Nathan nodded in understanding; he admire

Under the dim, ambient light, the couple rekindled a love that had once been distant. There were no more lashes, no more scars, and no more cries of pain; everything unfolded exactly as they desired. Arini let out a soft moan of pleasure as Nathan’s wandering fingers touched her. He was truly intent on pampering and satisfying her.His fingers moved with expert speed, sending waves of intense pleasure through her until her eyes fluttered shut. Nathan’s deep, seductive voice was equally enticing. He took his time, while Arini could only grip the mattress to keep her moans from growing too loud."Moan for me, darling. I love hearing it," Nathan whispered. Finally, she let go, feeling a surge of release so intense she begged him to stop. But Nathan knew exactly what he was doing. He ignored her protests as she reached a powerful climax. Even when she felt weak, Nathan wasn't satisfied; he continued until she had reached her peak countless times.The Height of Passion"I can't take it any