Chasing My Runaway Wife
“Come on, spill the tea. I know something is wrong with you. Did you get disappointed at the size of his dick? He couldn’t satisfy you?”
Oh, I wish.
“We didn’t have sex,” I mutter lowly. “What do you mean by you didn’t have sex?” She replies, shocked. I explain everything to Catherine, and she goes spiral. “That bastard! I’m going to fucking castrate him! How dare he say you’re after his money? You could’ve dated all those boys at the college! Hell, even if you had dated Mark, he’d have treated you better. But you wanted him to be your first, and now he’s saying he has another woman? Who on earth does he think he is? Why didn’t he tell his grandpa that he has another woman? He made you belie