After She She Stopped Loving Him

Charles had a little to drink tonight. He propped his head on one hand and glanced at the hairclip in her hair. It looked nice–surprising, coming from someone as uptight as Samuel.

He reached over, pulled it out, and tossed it into a tight corner of the car, before Yolanda got a chance to stop him. “We’ve got tons of these at home,” he said.

Yolanda stayed quiet, just staring out the window. Charles could shower his other women with cars and houses, but she couldn’t take a gift from another man–all about his stupid pride.

Yolanda wasn’t good at fighting with Charles, and there wasn’t much point.

The car pulled up to Moonbay Estate. Charles watched as she got out and headed upstairs without a word.

He paused, raising an eyebrow. “This little softie has a temper now?‘ he thought, a spark of interest flickering in his eyes as he told Jack, “Go buy a bunch more of those hairclips.”

Jack didn’t ask why. After all, Charles had always done whatever he wanted.

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Yolanda went back to the guest room. She sprayed her ankle again with the stuff Ian had given her. Suddenly, she heard footsteps at the door and looked up to find Charles there.

He slowly unbuttoned his shirt, his eyes scanning the room–the farthest from the master bedroom, and pretty small.

She grabbed the pajamas nearby, ready to head to the shower. He caught her arm and asked, “Where are you going to do?”

He scooped her up in his arms and headed for the bed, his voice calm and even. “We’ll wash up after.

Yolanda almost scoffed. ‘He was with Sophie this morning, and he still has energy left for this tonight?‘ she thought.

In two years of marriage, Charles rarely touched her. He liked women who were fiery in bed. But Yolanda was stuck in her little box of rules–when things got too intense, she only dared to beg softly, never bold like Sophic.

“I don’t feel good today. I don’t want to, Yolanda mumbled. She burrowed under the covers, her face cold. Once, when Charles came on to her, her eyes would’ve lit up with love. But not

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sat on the edge of the bed and tilted her chin up. “It’s just a hair clip. Why are you this

arms around his neck. “After this, will you leave again for

an unexpected softness in his chest. “I’ll stay home with you

his mouth when his phone rang–Sophie

slowly let go, her voice flat. “Must be work. Go

and

“Charles, I sent

photos. Sophie was posing in provocative shots, wearing that

two hours, but that’s it. I had a rough scare

of cute–way better than

to an overseas meeting. I

her phone. She had two SIM cards–one

info, then

those photos, sure he’d swing by that night. Feeling pretty pleased with herself, she saw the friend request pop up. The

wife has no clout at home. This was the perfect

request and waited for

Sophie–she could be useful–and then went to take a shower

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