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Possessive Womanizer Husband

Chapter 4 4

Word Count: 1317    |    Released on: 05/12/2023

to. I've wanted to call him several times or stalk his Facebook account, but I don't want to sound clingy. I don't want him to think th

tching me intently. Maybe he's learning how to walk, whi

ather and your dad, okay?" I said. He

y?" I told him. His drool dripped while he smiled at me. I immediately smiled t

ri, she had a fling with Iñigo, so there you go, a mixture of Stan and Iñigo. I sighed while looking at Shawn. To

me. Maybe I should just paint my nails instead of thinking about the mischief that guy is probably u

apping saliva with another girl. I ki

GIS members check on their girlfrie

your toenails

he saw me, he immediately grinned, that playboy sm

osed the distance between us, placing his

orner of his lips rose

hardly sleep because of you." He was trying to charm m

to. I've wanted to call him several times or stalk his Facebook account, but I don't want to sound clingy. I don't want him to think th

tching me intently. Maybe he's learning how to walk, whi

ather and your dad, okay?" I said. He

y?" I told him. His drool dripped while he smiled at me. I immediately smiled t

ri, she had a fling with Iñigo, so there you go, a mixture of Stan and Iñigo. I sighed while looking at Shawn. To

me. Maybe I should just paint my nails instead of thinking about the mischief that guy is probably u

apping saliva with another girl. I ki

GIS members check on their girlfrie

your toenails

he saw me, he immediately grinned, that playboy sm

osed the distance between us, placing his

orner of his lips rose

hardly sleep because of you." He was trying to charm m

Ethan exchanging saliva with an

arshly asked. He looked at me, grinned, and

cute."

h. Ethan, sleep is important. Next time I'll give you keys

gustine and Stan had a fight. We always argue,

hy

ause of that thi

immediately and slumped in my seat. I stare

cks," I

nd their relationship. I wish my Dad fought for me. Maybe Mom wouldn't ha

t that. Love, if it even exists, is something that ruins relationships. Just lik

asked Ethan. He glanced at me br

shrugged before crossi

red light, and when Ethan looked at me aga

before letting out a sigh. When the light t

eplied. I pursed my lips, watching him care

ry, he said, "She chea

g the lump in my throat, realiz

. Ethan bit his lip, grippin

ce as he recounted, "She c

wned in his memories. His usual carefree deme

seems like Vincent hasn't fully moved on. He

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“"Vincent, Mama is looking for you. Aren't you going home?" Athan asked the twins. I faced Ethan, who was staring at the girl next to him at the bar. "Nope. I'm busy," he said absentmindedly. I just shook my head. Ethan remained focused on the girl's thigh beside him. Damn playboy. "Ah, okay. I'm leaving then. Text Mama, okay?" Athan bid farewell. Without a word, he walked away, leaving me dumbfounded, watching him go. "You like my bro?" Ethan teased. I faced him before taking another sip. "Like is for kids, Ethan," I rolled my eyes. Shortly after, a tray of shot glasses arrived. It was placed in front of us. He smiled at me before locking eyes. "Oh, then love?" he chuckled. I took a shot glass before shaking my head again. I rolled my eyes. "Like, duh! Yuck, you believe in that?!" "Hell, no. Of course not," he replied. I glanced at him before nodding. "At least we have something in common," I said, taking another shot. He followed suit. "Really, I thought girls like you believe in fairy tales. Like Mr. Right," he teased, barely holding back laughter. I choked on my sixth glass before shaking my head. "You say that again, and I swear, I will make you shut up," I said in irritation. Ethan's thoughts about fairy tales and Mr. Right disgusted me. Did I look like a naive twelve-year-old girl? "Oh, you can't make me shut up, baby," he arrogantly replied, moving his face closer. I inched mine towards him too. "Wanna bet?" I challenged. His lips quirked up, mischief gleaming in his green eyes. He stood up and approached me. "Sure. If I win, you'll stay at my pad tonight," he confidently said. I resisted the urge to blush at his words, meeting his gaze. "And?" "And I will rock your world, babe."”