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,

 

“Benjamin Wilde.”

 

grip.) “Your hands are so tough. I don’t think you are just a pizza guy. What

 

by her, and she was smiling seductively and biting on her

 

hitting on my husband,” Rebecca intervened straight away. “He’s

 

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

 

we’re close, but don’t

 

to tell me that, sweetie. I’ll keep your little big secret all to myself, but… answer this one question,” Jane looked genuinely curious. “Why did you marry a poor guy like him? Don’t give

 

about me, right? I’m very particular with the

 

keep crying, saying that they couldn’t get into your panties no matter how

 

in a bar. “We talked, laughed, and drank and drank until midnight. Next thing we know, I woke up in my room, and he’s snoring in

 

jaw dropped. “You married him because you had

 

explain through whispering even though it was uncomfortable.

 

man since high school days, but she never

 

lips in annoyance but couldn’t reply in

 

working as a pizza-delivery

 

I don’t mind choosing whatever profession they pick

 

sake of your wife, huh. I’m not sure if that’s admirable or…” Jane now understood things better, but the silence between the husband and wife almost suffocated her. “Anyway, I was a bit worried when she said she got married. She’s a statuesque stunner, but you

 

dropped the blonde at the apartment complex which Jane’s father owned. Just the rents from the complex would return hundreds of thousands of dollars every year

 

up on a lonely road, silence filled the space between the two souls present

 

got married? Or should I say 8 months since you

 

anything. Her focus was

 

a heavy tone. “You sleep on a different bed. You never talk much. You treat me like I’m a rock that doesn’t have any feelings. Your family… I don’t care about them, but I do

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