“Who is it?” Christopher called out from inside the house.

 

I simply stood by the door and glanced at Monica without saying a word. The look on her face turned nasty when she noticed the wounds on my neck and collarbone. “I said, I would like to see Chris! Please get out of my way!” she said arrogantly with her head held high.

 

I hesitated at first but eventually stepped aside when I recalled Julia’s words and how Christopher saw her as a sister.

Christopher was sprawled out in bed with only a tiny bit of the blanket around his waist. Noticing that, I quickly ran up to him and covered his body up fully. He’s my man! Only I am allowed to see his body!

Monica pushed me aside and stood in

out to me. Realizing his intentions, I took his hand

and I could tell she was trying her best to ignore my presence. She kept her gaze fixed on Christopher and said apologetically, “I’m sorry about what happened last night, Chris. I wasn’t thinking straight, and I shouldn’t

some rest, so you can leave now if that’s all

 

hate me that much?” Monica’s lips were trembling, and her reddened eyes looked like they were going

chuckled and stared at her

as

 

make?” Christopher responded

me a glance before asking, “Chris, can I have a word with

and held me tightly as he replied, “Nope! I wouldn’t want my wife to get jealous now! Besides, you’ve got

in such a difficult spot, Chris?” Monica’s eyelids fluttered as tears began flowing down her cheeks. Unlike Crystal’s pretentious

 

Christopher is being so protective toward me and all, but I should probably give them some space to talk things out. Hopefully, they’ll

up as I said, “We’re running out of groceries, so I’ll make a quick trip

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255