My Hot Mistress ║ Jenlisa JenTop

18 - Messages of Love

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JENNIE'S PERSPECTIVE:

As soon as I enter my apartment, happiness bubbles inside me so intensely I can’t stop smiling, no matter how hard I try. I toss my bag onto the couch and lean against the wall for a second, closing my eyes. She said yes… The thought makes my heart race all over again.

Grinning, I grab my phone and unlock it. The first thing I do is open Lisa’s contact. Without hesitation, I change her name to My Baby ❤️. Seeing it on the screen fills me with warmth and excitement.

For a moment, a playful thought crosses my mind—What has she saved my number as? Knowing Lisa, it could be something simple like "Jennie," but… what if it’s something special? Just the idea makes me blush a little.

I shake my head, laughing at myself. I’ll find out soon enough. But another thought takes over—Has she reached home yet? I know it hasn’t been long, but I can’t help worrying. Without thinking twice, I type a message.

To My Baby ❤️: "Hi baby, did you get home safely?" — 7:40 pm.

I watch the screen, waiting to see if she’s online, but nothing. She’s offline. A small sigh escapes me, but I smile anyway. She’s probably tired. I hope she rests well.

I place my phone on the nightstand and stretch. The excitement in my chest is still buzzing, making it hard to stay still. I decide to take a shower, hoping the warm water will help me relax.

As I undress, my mind drifts back to Lisa. I can’t stop thinking about the way she smiled shyly, her cheeks turning pink when I kissed her hand earlier. Just the memory makes my heart race. How did I get so lucky?

Under the warm water, I close my eyes and let myself imagine the future. Soon, we won’t have to say goodbye at the end of the day. I picture her next to me, falling asleep in my arms, waking up together every morning.

Maybe one day, we’ll even have a family.

The thought makes my chest swell with happiness. I’ve never felt this way before—so sure, so ready to build a life with someone. And that someone is Lisa.

After finishing my shower, I wrap myself in a robe and grab my phone again. Still no reply. A flicker of disappointment stirs in my chest, but it quickly fades. She’ll reply when she wakes up, I tell myself, smiling softly.

I lie down on my bed, holding the phone close. My fingers hover over the screen for a moment before I give in and type another message.

To My Baby ❤️: "I miss you already." — 9:00 pm.

I hit send and chuckle to myself. Let her know exactly what she means to me.

Even if she doesn’t reply tonight, it’s okay. I know she’s mine now. And that’s all I need to keep smiling.

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Meanwhile, Lisa is on a call with P'Yaya, which is why she’s offline.

“Finally, you made the right decision. But listen, don’t make yourself too available to Jennie,” P'Yaya advises, her tone playful but serious. “I mean, no… you know… no intimacy until she’s officially divorced.”

“Of course,” Lisa replies, rolling her eyes. “And besides, I haven’t even thought about that yet—anything like love-making is far from my mind.”