Taming the Divorced Runaway Wife
The door to my side slammed open, and Jerry carried me out bridal style, and steadily walked to what I believed was his apartment.
"Hey! What the hell is happening here?" I forced my eyes open, and I saw a security guard flashing his torch at us. "Who is this woman?"
"She's my girlfriend. She passed out while we were having dinner. " I heard Jerry say, his eyes narrowed to the blinding light of the guard's torch. "Please, can you not point your flashlight to us?"
"Maybe your girlfriend is pregnant," the guard chuckled, lowering his flashlight.
"No..." I whimpered, my head slowly shaking, but I felt Jerry's hand squeeze my shoulder, a signal that I should keep quiet.
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