His Perfect Wife Strikes Back

a surprise from her husband on thei

did wrong, you'll

ross the table from me

staurant made me dizzy for a mome

r to our company. But we've been trying for so many years an

bit uneasy that my husband had suddenly brought up the subject. My

college at the age of 22, my father married me to him, Ron Moore. I knew it was my destiny to marry a businessman and turn my happi

ir. The man all the girls in the

wife, so that our family can be protected forever,

ed. "I

I provide my husband with emotional support and business advice, help him socialize in high society, and deal with secret an

n, but he never expressed much dissatisfaction because he needed me in his business a

pregnant," Ron said in a cheery tone. "Y

father would choose a business marriage for her, just like mine. I looked at Ron and n

id casually, as if sayin

ud buzzing sounds which made me only see Ron's moving lips. I felt like I had sun

until I shook out of my stupor. I

o me, but now he has easily broken

er? When di

never awar

mn

e, I was madly running out and dr

with trembling lips. I wish I were sick. I wish I'd realized I was

wake up from

pened the door with a bathrobe, and her

jamb and shook her hair deliberately. The water in her hair was

hy do you take everything

st looked at me provocativel

ing this? Do you know that

ly squatted down in pain. Then someone ran up behind me. Gi

down the curve of

not

ands. "No! Let me go! I'm Mrs.

own like a criminal, and my ears were

..............

n. The damp, rancid smell brought me back from my dream. I'm still in

aimed I was the murderer, bu

didn't help. Ron

h the scar on his face opened the door with his key and

o learn how

ell him I'm pregnant," I told the gua

So I traded the only valuable watch I had on me for a pregnancy

cornfully. "Are you

asts with a perverted look. "I've never enjoyed

hut your mouth," I said, "As Mrs. Moore,

ere is no Mrs. Moore here, only the prisoner, and I think Mr. Moore must have known that the female prisoner

oice softened. I had to rel

d up and began to undo his belt. Then

was soon back again. I noticed that his belt was fastened to his wa

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