38 bab Bersambung DewasaYonce Milton is a loving wife with a feeling of resentment that comes with being lied to. Her husband Derek has a wondering eye and is constantly late coming home. Yonce feels the difference between them. She knows he's cheating because she can feel it.
They make love like strangers. Barely ever seeing eye to eye.
"Tell me why you shared it Derek?"
Yonce asked her husband sitting in the chair that seated just one. Legs crossed looking straight ahead. A slight quiver on her bottom lip.
"Shared what Yonce? You're not making any sense."
Derek asked his wife. She had gone virtually mute for two weeks and three days. Yes he was counting.
In that that time period he barely heard his wife's angelic voice. In fact he had only heard the following, "Good Morning." , "Breakfast." , "Here's your lunch." , "Your dinner is ready." , and "Goodnight." every day at the same times he would hear this according to his platinum rolex. The last thing he heard up until today was "Marriage Counseling." he had asked what would it take for her to carry out full sentence with him and that was her answer nothing more nothing less. He had missed his doting wife and was finally realizing what he had at home was worth more than what he found in the streets.
"What only I should experience. Your time, love, energy, your sex, your compassion, the pleasure of your manhood, being the only women on god's green earth to get you to the point of climax. Being the direct cause of your manly grunt right before you release the product of me fulfilling my duties as a wife. Your wife. Sharing the part of you that's mine.
Yonce didn't even look in his direction. He no longer was worthy of her eye contact.
Derek's breath got caught in his throat. Yonce knew he was cheating. He always covered his tracks how did she know?
Marriage Counciling may be their only hope.
