His Perfect Wife Strikes Back

151 He Had a Crush on Me

"Liv, whatever Mia says to you, please don't believe her," I explained hastily. "She's a liar. She's doing this to destroy our friendship."

"Eva." Liv raised a hand to stop me. "It's not Jeff I'm mad at, it's you."

"I don't know what you mean." I felt helpless that Jeff's crush on me came from Mia's mouth after I had met her. To be honest, when Mia first told me, I didn't believe her. But how do I explain to Liv that Jeff kept Mia?

"Mia sent me a video," Liv said, sitting across from me. "I saw Jeff calling your name when he was f.ucking Mia. Mia said she told you, but why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't tell you because..." I paused for two seconds, "Because I was afraid you would hate me if you knew the truth."

"Hate you?" Liv shook her head. "Why would I hate you? Because my ex-husband had fantasized about my best friend, and he was even willing to keep a woman just like her? Isn't Jeff the one I should hate?"

I was stunned. I thought Liv would be angry, or at least she would scold me. Her reaction was calm, as if we were talking about the most ordinary things.

"I was really angry after Mia told me that," Liv continued, "but when I calmed down, I knew it was just Mia's ruse. So what if Jeff likes you? It's not your fault. Why should I treat you like an enemy? You're my best friend, and you always will be."

"Oh, Liv." I hugged her tightly. "You've always been my family. I love you."

"I love you too," Liv said, wiping the tears from her eyes. "Let's forget about this."

I nodded, and Liv smiled. "No man can destroy our friendship."

"Let the man go to Hell."

"I think we should have a drink," Liv said, getting up and going to the fridge. "Is a beer okay?"

"Sounds good!" I agreed.

Then we drank a lot of beer and Liv asked me, blushing, "Hey, about Daley and Frade. It's time for you to make a choice. You know how intense the fight is between Frade and Daley. You can't get caught in the middle of them like you used to. It's not good for anyone."

"I have made my choice." The moment I chose to leave with Frade, my heart was already on him.

"Frade loves you," Liv said. "What about Daley? Do you think he loves you?"

"I don't know," I smiled wryly. Daley's interests were the only ones that mattered. Whether he loves me or not is hard to answer.

"Honey, do you want to take a shower with me?" Mark's voice came from upstairs. He deliberately stood at the corner of the stairs topless and winked at Liv. "The hot water is ready."

"I gotta go find my man. You should go find yours." Liv throws the empty beer can in the trash. "Good night, Honey."

"Good night," I said with a smile.

The moment I was left alone in the living room, I was out of beer. It wasn't noisy. I took a seat on the couch and gave it some thought.

I provided Frade with proof of Daley's misdeeds so that he could present it to the police, who would then arrest Daley. He is facing a life sentence.

'Eva, is this right?' I asked myself over and over again in my mind.

Is this right?

There is no time to think things over. Daley had broken the law, thus he deserved to be punished. I'm not able to swing between them. It is unfair to everyone.

I slowly got up and walked up the stairs to Frade's half-closed door. I pushed the door open and Frade was sitting on a chair smoking. When he saw me come in, he immediately put out his cigarette in the white ashtray.

"Hey!" He stared at me with those green eyes. "I've been waiting for you."

"I know." I approached him slowly, and as I looked at him, I thought of the first time we had met.

At the bar, he mistook me for Mia. Our relationship has been complicated ever since. But no matter what happened, nothing could tear us apart. We love each other and have each other.

"Can you forgive me for Mia?" Frade looks at me guiltily, "I swear, I thought she was you. I was going crazy when I found out you were married to Daley. I admit that I asked Mia to marry me out of spite. God, I've never been so mad at a woman. Only you, Eva."

"I married Daley out of spite, too." Now I feel ridiculous when I think back on my impulsive marriage with Daley. And now I hurt them at the same time.

"Look what we've done for love," Frade said, stroking my cheek, "Let's stop hurting each other, okay? Let me love you for the rest of my life. I can't imagine my world without you. You know what? The moment I fell into the ocean, the moment the water poured into me. It was you I was thinking about. All the images of us together flashed through my mind like a movie. When I was on the brink of death, I wanted to see you again. I love you, my darling."

I was in tears, my heart had been broken and it was alive again. We held each other tight, and he held me in his arms as I cried. He was the only one who made my dead heart beat again.

He kissed my cheek and neck while my face was still burning with tears. The shirt on my chest was expertly unfastened by his hands, and I felt good whenever he touched me. At night, I was filled with nutrients like a tulip.

I want to bloom for him. I want him to suck my nectar between my legs. As he massaged my breasts through my bra, I couldn't help but lift my legs around his waist.

He moved across the room with his hands on my hips, and I looked down at him. "I want you, Frade."

"I'll give you whatever you need."

"But the wound on your head..." I touched his forehead wrapped in white gauze, "Can you?"

He turned and laid me on the bed, then he quickly took off his shirt to reveal his sexy, muscular chest. He was topless and close to my body, pressing my breasts under his chest.

"Why not?" He whispered in my ear.