CHAPTER 81

Jane came to Sterling villa in the evening because Rebecca called for her.

She didn’t look to be in a good mood when she entered the room, so Rebecca asked, “You look dull. What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” she said and sat on Benjamin’s bed which was again pushed away from Rebecca’s bed, but now it was only two feet apart. “Donovan left me at the shopping mall, and he didn’t return. He didn’t answer my phone call, either.”

“It looks like this is the first time it happened with him.”

“Yeah. This is a bad sign, right?” Jane asked.

“Well, he’s a famous wrestler, so he’s gotta be busy at least one day of the week.”

“You are right, but… Anyway, why did you call me?”

cheek. “I told

right thing to do, or you would have lost him, trust me,” Jane sounded proud of her.

the reception after my

tell he didn’t like it. “Of course, he wouldn’t. You tell him, ‘let’s have a reception,’ one night, and then the next day, ‘no, let’s wait a month.’ Are you kidding me? It would be weird if he just smiled and went along with your stupid, selfish request. Asking him to postopone having sex becuase of your

portion of hair on her head and revealed a mark on her scalp. “Did you forget?” “No, I didn’t.” A buffalo had tossed Jane over a car when Jane was in highschool. She suffered a nasty head injury and was in a comatose state

to sleep with you. Everyone cares about the gold, but no one cares about the

the soil

do you have such a positive opinion about him when you only met him a few times?” She sat straight to appear big. “Because I’m Jane! I can tell what a man’s thinking from the number of times he blinks and stares at a woman, bwahahaha.” “Geez, you’re such a show-off.” Ashley entered the room and served Jane some spicy food and sweets. Seeing the bandage on Ashely’s jaw, she asked,

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told me to kill him, but Arlo can go fuck himself. I can’t kill Benjamin. He’s a hardworking guy who loves his wife, and I love that about him. He’s the husband I wish I had. If only he fell for me, I would have run away with him to some place, but that’s not possible as long as Rebecca’s around. He’s too blinded by her beauty and charm. I should get her out of the picture permanently, and then I can

shouting at Johnny who kept shooting at the parrots with a slingshot. “What sort of butler are you if you can’t

touring the garden but didn’t leave the villa even though Johnny

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