His Second Wife by Favor V April

I couldn’t think clearly.

What made him kiss me? Why did my first kiss have to be with him, of all people?

I couldn’t stop rubbing her lips to get Christopher’s fingerprints off or rather lips off.

Why did he feel compelled to kiss me? Is he insane? What exactly does this mean? Is he trying to make things difficult for us?

I removed my gown and proceeded to the shower. I then put on something normal and sat on the bed.

Why did I choose to marry someone like him? Isn’t marriage supposed to be about having a happily ever after?

They say love represents the start of a new life. But this is not how I envisaged my experience to be. I married a guy to get a permanent residency card. This union is a never-ending series of pains and sacrifices. Regularly, I am insulted. Every day, he creates headlines, and I have no choice but to sit and watch.

Christopher is prosperous; why didn’t he take one of the whores as his sham wife? Why did he have to choose me? Why do I feel like I’ve been the target all along? There have to be tons of ladies who would give their lives to be his wife. Why did I? Why did I agree to marry him without first doing a background check? He is very prosperous and owns numerous businesses. Everyone dreaded the business tycoon. I despise that arrogant jerk. How come I didn’t break the kiss? Am I a moron?

I massaged my brow. People on the outside may think I have the best life, yet Chris and my lives are not perfect. We always fight like cats and rats, and to be honest, I’m growing bored with it.

Here I am, 21 years old, married to a tycoon whore rather than Mrs. Grayston and a mother. Well, the only thing I like about this marriage is my kid, whom the mother may take back at any point.

Can I go up against her?

I know one thing is certain, I would go to the ends of the earth for that child. He’s all mine. Some 21-year-old women are pursuing their ambitions. I’m pursuing my aspirations while dealing with familial issues. I sneered at myself for marrying Chris without knowing anything about him. I am 100% sure that I will die a bitter virgin! I sneered once more at my comment. Camila Grayston was Camila Mendoza before she married the manwhore. The Mendozas don’t bow down to anybody. I went to the cellar and bought my favorite wine, Domaine Leroy Musigny Grand Cru. Since back in Mexico, this has been her favorite wine. I praised God that Chris had a wonderful sense of taste in wine. While I was in the cellar, a thought occurred to me.

Maybe I should tell him I want a divorce, and then we can talk about how we’re going to raise our kid.

dinner and set the table. It was around eight o’clock when I heard him enter the house. The two of us were alone at the dinner

each other as usual; I know what I’m going to say. I’d be strangled, and we’d quarrel as

give each other lessons. He sat down

is delicious.” He

and then behave as if nothing

stared at me, then at my uneaten

should eat it; it’s delicious.” With his fork, he

came here to talk about divorce. He went too far, and it’s going to be unpleasant for us. How are we going to share a

poured a glass of wine for myself. The bottle was just half full.

it. It’s wine, after all, not

dare he treat me so poorly? Is he insinuating that I don’t

back in my chair and

him to hear me. He put down

the question.” He responded, and my rage took its toll

You don’t like me. I

to Liam that we are splitting up? Remember how you told him you wouldn’t

on using our son on

a valid question,

mock me? How dare

most efficient way to inform Liam that you’re leaving. I’m not bringing another woman to care for my kid. Liam has no idea who his biological mother is. I’d want to keep him thinking of you as his mother. Do you get what I mean?” He stated that quietly and resumed munching his meal

where it came from, but it came out of nowhere and that was a lie. I wanted to piss him

just dug

saw him gently setting his fork on the table, wiping his mouth,