CHAPTER 01
 

“Rebeeca, are you kidding me? Now I know why you didn’t have a wedding. To think your husband is a freaking pizza-delivery guy!” a blonde in a skimpy dress let the words flow out of her mouth like a monkey’s exaggerated screams.

 

“That’s not it, Jane.” The brunette sitting in the driver’s seat took her shades out and bit on them. She was wearing a metallic fashion dress that revealed some of her breasts and most of her healthy thighs with zero cellulite and perfect shine. She tried to explain herself by telling her a few things.

 

“So you’re saying your vagina never vomited white stuff after getting married?” Jane covered her mouth in both shock and pity. “I went out on an extended foreign trip to find a good-looking husband, but you are here… stuck with a pizza-delivery guy.”

 

Rebecca didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

 

“At least tell me he’s attractive.”

 

“Well,” Rebecca felt awkward to respond to such a question.

 

The car they were in, a red Porsche, had stopped in front of a cluster of vintage pizza huts. A guy in an orange uniform ran out to meet them. He was neither tall nor short. Neither slim nor fat. His hair was unkempt, and his beard was not properly cared for, but as far as his eyes were considered, he definitely was as pure as angels.

 

“How long have you been waiting for?” he leaned closer for a kiss.

 

“Can’t you see my friend is inside?” Rebecca’s brows drew together. “This isn’t the time or place for a kiss.”

 

“Ah,” he rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment. Nevertheless, he showered a smile. “I’m sorry.”

 

“Get in.”

 

“Okay.” He thought he could kiss her because her friend was around, but that didn’t work.

 

The door opened. He sat in the back row. Rebecca drove off at a high speed.

 

sweat. He was well-proportioned and prepossessing enough for her to keep looking, probably because she liked the hardworking, sweating type of men.

 

“Benjamin Wilde.”

 

tough. I don’t think you are just a pizza guy. What were you doing before that? Before you met Rebecca, I

 

well…” he glanced down. His hand was still tightly held by her, and she was

 

husband,” Rebecca intervened

 

know. I know.” Jane let go of his hand and sat

 

close, but don’t publicize it to

 

but… answer this one question,” Jane looked genuinely curious. “Why did you marry a poor guy like him? Don’t

 

right? I’m very particular with

 

that they couldn’t get into your panties no matter how much

 

how she and Benjamin met in a bar. “We talked, laughed, and drank and drank until midnight. Next thing we know, I woke up in

 

Jane’s jaw dropped. “You married him because

 

explain through whispering even

 

had waited for the right man since high school days, but she never thought Rebecca

 

annoyance but

 

Benjamin…” Jane glanced at him. “Why are you still working as a pizza-delivery guy when you have

 

surprises it brings, but I don’t mind choosing whatever profession they pick

 

was a bit worried when she said she got married. She’s a statuesque

 

complex would return hundreds of thousands of dollars every

 

sped up on a lonely road, silence filled

 

what…” Benjamin broke the boring silence, “8 months since we got married? Or should I say 8 months

 

anything. Her focus was on

 

You never talk much. You treat me like

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