His Second Wife by Favor V April

We made our way to the dining room table. My wife was not at the table as we were going to eat. I lifted my head to see if she was nearby.

“Do not bother; she is not going to eat.”

“Why?”

“I spotted her heading to the wine cellar.”

I started eating with Liam, but I’m not comfortable eating while my wife is drinking. Taking a tray, I placed both my food and hers on it, then stood up. “Liam, do you mind if Daddy has dinner with mommy?” I saw him giving me the cutest smile. I took that as a ‘yes’ and left. I know she will not be in our room. As a result, I made my way to the guest room she was constantly using. I knocked and walked in. Camille was guzzling. I could see she was restraining herself from looking at me.

I guess I’m a little too much of a jerk for my own good.

“According to Liam, you haven’t eaten,” I said as I entered the guestroom.

She stood up and went into the bathroom to wash her hands after looking at the tray. I’m left standing alone, staring at her petite figure that’s hidden within one of my t-shirts. She returned without speaking to me, took a plate, and began eating.

you’re not in the mood to see me right now,

fending off tears. I set the tray down, removed the plate from her, replaced it on the tray,

exhausted. I’ve become a laughing stock. You continue to make headlines, while I am regarded as the unwanted wife. Not that it’s not true. If I ask for a divorce, you’ll tell me it’s not an option. What exactly do you expect from me? I’m tired, please. I was confident

Liam, or do you wish to return him

my son and

it was merely a question. I will never deprive you of him. If you desire a divorce, I will grant it, but you must first hear me out.” I cupped her face in my hands. And continued, “The news is not true; no one is pregnant for me. That I can assure you. I’m unable to tell you anything at the moment, but I want you to look after Liam and continue being the wonderful

table when I went downstairs. As a result, I went to his room to find him sleeping.

~Camila’s POV~

how much his actions were not affecting me, but I ultimately failed. Why did I end up falling for Chris? I have no control over this situation at the moment. I’m at a loss for words. How am I to love such a man? I believe he had cast a spell over me. As the water ran down my body, attempting to wash away my memories, the shower door flew open, revealing

he doing

presence, I became a tomato. My gaze was

Please help me, Lord.

going to shower or are you just going to

then shifted to the bottom half of his body. I swear I had no intention of doing so; it just happened. His dick was rigid as a rock. I let out a gasp. He then gave me a

have to be careful

but my heated sex started dripping and my nipples became firm. He turned me around to face him and used his hand to fix my gaze in his direction. My face was flushed to the point of