Love Coming from the Least Expected

I couldn’t sleep that night. My mind kept thinking about Christopher and Julia, and about how everyone was troubled. I couldn’t bring myself to blame Julia because I would probably be conflicted too if I were in her position.

Monica’s mom died while saving Julia, and that was why Monica lost her mom at a young age. Julia raised Monica as her daughter… or more accurately, the former raised the latter while assuming that the latter would marry into the family in the future. Everyone would be happy if Christopher fell in love with Monica and married her. Unfortunately, I showed up out of nowhere and disrupted that peace. Under those circumstances, Julia was considered incredibly strong to be able to remain civil with me.

Suddenly, I felt the blanket becoming heavier. I could barely breathe under all that weight. Am I being haunted? I heard that huge houses like these tend to be haunted… I trembled, and the more I thought about it, the more scared

open my eyes to see what was going on, but I worried that I won’t see anything if I open them. It would be even scarier if the weight remained, even though there was nothing there. I was drowning in fear until a hand slid under my pajamas. That got me to fling my eyes open and grab the hand before complaining, “What the hell, Christopher? Don’t you know

under it. “I frightened you? Come on. You didn’t think that there’ll be any pervert in

going to admit to something as embarrassing as suspecting ghosts, so I complained, “There is a pervert

you are mine tonight. Let me teach you the pleasure of being a woman,” said Christopher in a weird accent before he kept his head up high and smiled mischievously at me. His finger traced my face before he licked me and asked, “Are you ready for

my gosh, how corny can the guy get? He is acting up more often, and things just got worse after my misdiagnosis is confirmed. It’s like he suddenly turned into another person. He kept hanging out around me all day and demanded hugs every now and then. He even let his lust run

the blanket away from him. Then, I warned, “Oy, don’t you misbehave now. We’re at your family home, and

house in the middle of the night. Besides, you’re my wife. Isn’t it sinful for you to abandon your husband and