His Second Wife by Favor V April

I was at my house. Although this is not my home per se, I know that bitch is the one allowing me to stay here as Liam’s mother. Not that I’m worried. I am his mother. As far as I know, I am not a mother. I can’t even imagine myself as a mother. It’s fortunate that the girl took on that position. Chris, on the other hand, knows that I am the one who birthed his successor. When I turned on the television, I was confronted by a massive structure.

At an estimated cost of $500 million. The city’s wealthiest and most feared man had just bought a property and constructed a massive building for his lovely wife.

I heard the news presenter stating it on television.

Why did Chris purchase such a structure for that girl? Why hadn’t he purchased anything for me during our time together? He used to exclusively take me out. Could it be that I never wanted to work, or that he wasn’t in love with me after all? Why is it that that girl has to have everything? What makes this girl so unique? What does she have that I don’t have? How naïve am I, huh? I can’t even get work, but a small girl has everything I need.

I’ll have to make certain that I sleep with Chris. I know he’s not interested in me, that man hates my guts, but one thing is for sure he will fuck me.

Perhaps if I sleep with him only once, she will gather her belongings and return to where she came from. Let me go take a bath and change into some lingerie. I’ll have to devise a way of sleeping with him, as he fucks anything fuckable. I know I am fuckable, I used to drive him crazy after all. I’m just going to claim we’re fucking buddies since I know he’ll never fuck me if I bring up marriage. Perhaps state that I wish to give our family a chance. He, myself, and Liam. I will have to ensure that I cry in order to get what I desire.

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Chris, Camila, and Liam, as well as the helpers, did not return home that night. They returned to the residence the following morning. Claudia’s idea failed to materialize.

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~Claudia’s POV~

a strong physique. He didn’t have a t-shirt on. He was on a call, so I used the opportunity to touch his muscular torso and a shiver ran down my spine, anticipating a rejection. He shifted his gaze to mine and I continued to touch him while he was on call. The call was critical, and I was confident he would not make any noise and I was confident that I wouldn’t be rejected, at least

to thrust in and out violently as he talked on the phone. He then

watching me wiggle my ass for her so-called husband. “Oh yes, fuck me, daddy!” I want you out of this house. I mean I don’t need to demonstrate anything to her, she can clearly see for herself that she is no match for me and that she is the third wheel. She doesn’t belong here. I licked

or concerned, but why? The girl stepped out of the room,

I’m hoping that after what she just witnessed, she finally

~Camila’s POV~

They didn’t lie when they said curiosity killed a cat. I knew that this was going to happen. However, I believed I could handle it. Of course, I will handle it, but who am I? He was sleeping with his child’s mother, and I’m simply a girl with nothing but the wife title. We are nothing to each other, but why does it hurt that he is sleeping with Claudia? I mean he has been fucking anything and everything and I wasn’t affected.

thing? Perhaps coming to the United States was a huge mistake, after all. Besides, they are a family and I am an outsider. My tears were uncontrollable. Why am I inconsolable? He wanted to sleep with me only

and took my laptop. I was certain Chris would track it down. I got to the airport and parked my car. I’m not interested in him locating me. I shall

use me to get

the family’s private jet to fetch me. He saw tears in my eyes but didn’t ask me anything. I hate hearing I told you so. My brothers never wanted me to leave Mexico, but I was so naive and now, now I have no one

boy

a result, neither did I mention anything about marrying an American boy. I retired to my room to ponder. I didn’t even consider how difficult it was to think,

~Christopher’s POV~

still reeling from what I did to my wife. I’m sure she had no objection to

going to rectify this

not even sure where I’d look for her. I know she doesn’t have friends. Where

made a