Marriage Contract: Marry First, Love After

Stealthily leaving the suitcase in the living room, without using slippers, Jennifer walked in like a cat with light feet and hands, the living room was lit up to let her know that Robert was at home. The first thing that caught her eyes was not the portrait of her in a white dress on the wall, but the bra draped across the sofa. The air around her seemed to stop, not getting into her nose at all, Jennifer found it impossible to breathe.

The line of sight swept along the living room, into the hallway, artfully dotted with red lace bras, red lace panties...everything lined up leading to the half-opened room.

"...Uhm...uhm... ah, it hurts..." A female voice, half familiar and half strange, reaches her ears, and Jennifer shivers. "Three times... um... My husband... today... so well..." A high-pitched groan, then a hoarse male voice roared with glee.

Without the man speaking, Jennifer knew who he was, the air around her was already circulating, she breathed normally. Her eyes glazed over with steam, the veil thinning and drifting back in as she pulled at the straps of her coat, unbuttoned her shirt, and draped it over the sofa. Entering the kitchen, a series of knives of different sizes are neatly hung on the shelf. Picking up the largest knife, she swung it around feeling a bit heavy for her strength. In the end she chose the smallest pointed knife. The kitchen didn't have the lights on, so the blade was a little bright in the dark.

Jennifer returned to the room with the door ajar, leaning her shoulder against the wall, her eyes looking at the blade, every word in the room falling into her ears so clearly.

"It's almost midnight, don't you call the love across the ocean? Beware of her anger..."

"My honey just lies moaning happily under me, where does it come from on the other side of the ocean ..." and then a series of sucking kisses rang out.

"Um, I'm tired...stop a little... who is my honey, my honey is the one you called the baby in the video call last night, I don't dare accept it."

"At that time, were you busy punishing me with your mouth, weren't you? You know I must call her baby, how much I feel horror? If you didn't ask me to take pictures of her bed and then hand it over to Seales to play, I wouldn't be bothering to act..."

"Don't say that you don't want her body..."

Many other unclean words entered her ears, her brain was crammed with too much information: in the second year of university she knew Robert, the third year she accepted the love was also when she received a scholarship to study in France, more than 5 years knowing and falling in love is just another person's pastime. It sounded ridiculous, ridiculous to tears, but Jennifer didn't cry.

One last look at the knife in her hand, she wondered if she should get another knife, and finally she just knocked on the door with the hilt, then opened it. The man on the bed was still bouncing around, and it took a few seconds to realize there were more people in the room. "Jennifer..."

She nodded with a smile, "I just got off the airport, wanted to surprise you, so I didn't call first." She walked to the front of the bed, tilted her head to look at the person lying below.

"Cousin, long time no see". She greeted her cousin politely. This girl is very familiar with her, her aunt and uncle's daughter, 3 years older than her, Jessica.

"Huh." Jessica slowly sat up, causing her black hair to slide in a movement that created a rather seductive angle, she pushed her hair forward to hide her full breasts, with no intention of dressing properly. The sharp eyes scowled "arbitrarily breaking into other people's houses, it's not a light crime, besides being expelled from school, sometimes even in prison."

Ignoring Jessica, Jennifer looked at the man she once loved deeply, her voice soft and steady. "I want to know, why?"

"There is no reason other than that the person he loves is me. Saying love you just wanted to watch the monkey dance for fun."

Robert had put on his underwear again, he rummaged through the cigarette box by the nightstand, found that there were no cigarettes, crushed it angrily, threw it on the floor, and then turned to laugh, "Jessica wants to see her stupid younger cousin cry, suffer, I simply want her to be happy."

"The kind of mother who abandoned her son, her father went to jail, had to live in my house, it's too precious to ask for love..."

"SHUT YOUR MOUTH!!!"

"Jennifer, you..."

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?". Jessica screamed, her body scared back to Robert, her eyes didn't leave the knife stuck on the bed.

Jennifer growled, "Try touching my parents again," she sneered as Jessica leaned closer to Robert. She opened the handbag on her waist, took out the red velvet box inside, her voice was so light and low as if she was whispering love "I want to give you a birthday present, but..." at the same time, the gift placed on the bed, the knife pulled from the bed, pierced the white silk lining, stabbing the middle of the two rings.

Robert was too frightened by Jennifer's smooth action sequence, so he did not react in time to avoid the slap caused by her. Unfortunately, the second slap was caught, the man's hand clenched, causing her wrist pain "Do you dare to hit me???".

In a conditioned reflex, Jennifer raised her leg and kicked him directly at his lower part of the abdomen. She also wasn't sure if Robert's manhood would still work after today. Jessica swooped over to catch her. "Jennifer, what are you doing... bitch!!!"

Brushing her hands, she lifted her pretty chin, "This kind of trash man can sleep with everybody, give to you, no thanks."

Jennifer walked quickly out of the room that smelled of lewdness, dragging her suitcase out the door. As soon as the elevator door closed, after the first drop of tears overflowed from the corner of her eye, countless other tears rushed out one after another, rolling down her cheeks.

Down the hall on the first floor, past the security guard, down the stairs, until behind a high flower vase, Jennifer was completely devastated. The camouflage she wore broke down when she was alone. Burying her head between her arms, her curly hair hanging down as gloomy as their owner's mood, her shoulders shaking with each choked sob. The phone rang, Jennifer received a video call, and she didn't know how much she struggled, when she saw her best friend since childhood, all her pent-up frustration burst out, she said in her tears. "I am lovelorn, I am deceived..." until the phone turned itself off and her mind was clearer, not because her mood was stable, but because the deafening music of the bar reverberated in my ears, making Jennifer clear Sarah took her to where.

Amidst the dimly lit space, Sarah ordered a bottle of heavy wine and poured it herself for her best friend, both angry and feeling sorry for you. Jennifer, outside of studying and working part-time, rarely indulges in drinking, but today she heard her say that while she drank a glass of wine and shed tears.

"More than five years... not a day or two days. He is the one who started this love story, also the one who betrayed... I love him...I always think of him first... Go over there to study, I miss my sister, miss him, miss you... sometimes I'm alone, I cry .. so he has encouraged me... has encouraged me for 3 years... what did I do wrong.. hu hu...It was he who said he loved me..."

"I'm human too, I have feelings... he doesn't like something about me, I can fix it... what's so good about her? What do I have worse than her?... I hate her... ever since I was a kid she always fought for what I like...my feelings are not a toy to trample... I feel pain, I feel uncomfortable ... hu hu ..."

"Yes, Jessica is a bitch, the 13th zodiac. Don't cry anymore, tomorrow I'll hire someone to shoot a sack to beat her up, then take off her clothes and throw her on the street to make her look bad."

"Hu hu... hu hu... have to beat him too... i want to find a handsome guy, have to be nicer and better than him... I hate him... hu hu..u.. ."

"That's right, throw away the type of man who thinks with the bottom half of his body. Let me help you find your boyfriend. Find someone 10 times more handsome than Robert. 10 times richer, no, 100 times richer than him. Okay, don't cry anymore, all your makeup is being removed now..."

The bar is getting more and more crazy at night, with excess energy, things that can't be released during the day, can't be exposed in the sunlight, now are flying freely. In the corner of the bar, two beautiful girls seem to be lost in strong music, raise their hands and drink up, as if they want to drink all their sorrows into their stomachs, so that tomorrow they can put on perfect smooth clothes under the eyes of people.