I missed my big baby. I sniffled.

I missed hugging him so much.

I missed him pressed on my chest.

I missed his voice and his naughty hands.

I missed his steel grey eyes.

It was four in the morning. No matter how hard I tried I could not keep him out of mind especially when I was alone.

I dreamt of him, again.

I dreamt of us, again.

There was no more him, there was no more us.

But...

Jason really thought us talking would solve the problem.

What was there to talk?

He made his ??wife?? pregnant.

Even if we ever got to talking, she would still be pregnant.

I could ask him to leave her and be mine.

What if he said he would never leave her? I would be in hell of a pain.

But what if he would leave her, his pregnant wife, because I asked? I would be devastated to the point I would rather die.

An innocent baby who had not even born yet, and I was stealing the most important person in his life.

I sobbed.

Why was I in so much pain? Where did my anger go? Where did my determination to destroy him to ashes go?

I just missed him, so much.

If I ever got to be his again, I would not be able to pull away one more time.

I knew it.

I could be away from

want to compete against his kid

would if given

Yes, I would.

Because I had.

what happened all those months

a beauty clinic with the financial help of my mom. Mom was ecstatic that she was finally doing something that could be good

it and

was given

done and

husband??

What did I do?

my book to keep

obviously spent the weekend with me in ??our??

showering me with his attention on me for those two

but I was irked he was leaving

big trouble with my mom if

him naked and awake while

could feel his stare on

gently stretched my leg to the blanket and hooked it on my toes and tried to

pounced on me before I could execute

I wanted

him that I

him of his

??told?? him that he was expected

??asked?? him

He did not leave.

once, not twice until I made sure the flight

other ways for him to leave, I had

and the room was still spinning from my ecstasy but I fought my body??s need

the

shirt which came to my mid-thigh and slipped off my shoulders, that showed every love bites, nail scratches and

could drive him crazier than fucking me, it was seeing me wrecked, after he had

to the

the beautiful rising sun behind

was sexually frustrated for so long that a brush

eyes. I wanted to

to pick me up, I whispered to his ears in the most seductive

??Gently. I am sore.??

The self-satisfied smirk on hearing that

shirt and touched the

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