All Chapters of A Wife's Secret Fetish : Creating My Own Reverse Harem: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

I stared at my phone screen, staring at Simon's name flashing across the screen. I couldn't believe he was calling me again two days after our last argument that night.I hesitated to answer, but I was also curious about what he would say. Would he regret his actions and ask me to come home? Or was he angry that I left so suddenly before everything was clear?"Hello?" I said, suppressing all my disappointment at his indifference."Where are you now?""I'm at work, what do you need?""What do you need? Haha...is that what you're asking your husband after he hasn't come home for two days?" Simon's tone was exactly the same as when he'd scolded me in the churchyard that day. It sounded angry and disgusted, as if I were the person he hated most in the world.I paused for a moment, not answering the question immediately. Deep inside me was a feeling that I was still very much aware was love. I still loved him, and I still wanted my husband back. But I felt like we couldn't be like we used

His face clearly showed just how furious he was at my words. I knew he was wondering where I had suddenly found the courage to speak up like this.Throughout our eight years of marriage, I had hardly ever contradicted him, let alone openly defied him the way I was doing now. My devotion as a wife over those eight years meant absolutely nothing to him."Damn it, so you’ve got the guts to stand up to me now, huh?" He tried to intimidate me, hoping I would lose my nerve and tremble with fear. I knew him better than anyone—better even than his own mother did. Simon was a master at manipulating people's emotions; he was a narcissist who always believed he was right and entitled to everything."I’ve always disagreed with you; it’s just that my love for you made me choose to back down most of the time. I loved you so much that I forgot to put myself above my feelings for you. But I won't do that anymore. I’ve offered you a choice: we can continue this marriage as an open one—where we’re both

I combed my hair while gazing at the mirror with a sense of pride. It was strange—I felt so much better now, as if I had finally shed the burdens I’d been carrying for years.Knock... knock... knock...Jake knocked on my door. I’d started to feel drawn to him after the sex we’d had yesterday; even though it was just for content, I had genuinely enjoyed it.I walked over and opened the door, only to find Jake standing there wearing nothing but a towel. He looked at me with a wistful expression that forced a memory of him to resurface. Their faces were so alike—uncannily so—and the resemblance made that old wound ache all over again."Did you want to talk to me?" I asked. Jake fell silent for a moment, not answering right away."Have you had dinner?" he asked. Was he serious? It was nine o'clock—well past dinnertime."I’ve already eaten, Jake! I don't usually eat at this hour.""Really?""Yes, of course!""You’re still really watching your figure, aren't you?""Not really; I think my ph

"Haha..." I chuckled inwardly at the sight of their faces, which looked just like those of pugs. It was a relief to finally stop holding back and actually respond to their remarks."Why are you smiling like that? Is something funny, Mrs. Nina?"I was so elated that I hadn't even noticed Doctor Pierre standing in the doorway of his office. His cold, serious expression made him look incredibly attractive, yet the way he’d aggressively taken me to bed made me realize he was quite skilled at 'satisfying' me."Good morning, Doctor Pierre?" I greeted him. A smile spread across my lips, a departure from my usual habit of maintaining a formal demeanor in public this time, I chose to be casual.I walked closer to him, projecting a new image: a woman who was free, friendly, and cheerful, the person I used to be before I decided to marry that bastard. Pierre seemed slightly taken aback by my unusual reaction. His gaze dropped to my cleavage, which was clearly visible, something I had intentiona

I can't wrap my head around any of this. The more I think about it, the more it feels like such a small world.Jake, my neighbor is likely the son of my first boyfriend, he’s also the maternal half-brother of Leo, who is the stepson of my husband’s mistress. And the most shocking part of all? Dr. Pierre, who has been secretly infatuated with me for ten years, is Jake’s cousin. His mother is the older sister of my first boyfriend, Jake’s father.It’s absolutely insane, my head spins just trying to make sense of it. How is it possible that four men who played accidental roles in my life actually know each other?"What is it, Nina? You look like you're deep in thought. Does the reality of it bother you?" Pierre’s voice sounded almost mocking."Yes, it bothers me a little, because I never expected you to know him.""You still haven't answered my question, what was it like having sex with him?""Why do you need to know what it was like? Does it matter that much to you, that you—""Jake is