Peter couldn’t get his clothes off fast enough, his heart pounding with excitement. The woman he’d been dreaming about for so long was finally right there in his bed.
Vivian had such a pure, gentle face–like the kind of first love that made one’s heart ache with nostalgia.
In that instant, Peter felt like he was back in his wild, reckless youth.
Just as Richard started to sit up, Peter shoved him back down, his hot, naked, heavy body pressing close, and Richard could unmistakably feel
exactly what kind of thing Peter was bringing to the table as a man.
“Damn-” Richard tried to say, but Peter’s big hand clamped over his mouth again.
“Just wait a bit. Don’t get ahead of yourself,” Peter said, his voice low and rough.
As he spoke, Peter reached for Richard’s clothes, but something felt off. ‘Why is there a belt?‘ he wondered.
“Ah-” A sharp pain shot through Peter’s palm, and he yanked his hand back.
Richard exploded, “Peter, you son of a bitch. You shameless bastard. You dirty old pervert. Damn it, open your eyes and see who I am.”
“You” Peter sputtered, furious. He ignored the pain in his hand, his eyes wide with shock. He couldn’t get a word out.
Peter snapped on the light, and when he saw who was actually in the bed, his fat body jerked in shock. He bent over in a panic, frantically grabbing his clothes off the floor.
“Richard? Why the hell is it you? What are you even doing here?” Peter blurted out.
‘Is this guy nuts?‘ Peter raged in his head and wondered, ‘I was supposed to meet Vivian. So what the hell is he doing in my room?
Richard stood up, glaring at Peter. “Look who’s talking, you dirty man.”
Peter grabbed a handful of his hair, gritting his teeth. “Wait? You didn’t seriously think those roses were for you, did you? Richard, I was trying to give them to-”
Richard’s eyes narrowed dangerously. “Go on. Why’d you shut up? Peter, don’t think I won’t call the cops and have you thrown in jail right now.
“Laying your hands on my employee–what the hell is wrong with you? She’s young enough to be your daughter, you filthy old creep. Seriously, did your mom never teach you how to act properly?”
Peter shot back. “Oh, please Richard, we’re all cut from the same cloth here. Who are you trying to fool, acting like you’re some paragon of virtue? You’re just another sanctimonious old geezer.
“Why pretend you’re so high and mighty? The way you guard her–what, is she your mistress? If you can’t let her go, just admit it. Why keep up the
act?”
Smack. Richard, fuming with rage, strode over and landed two sharp slaps right across Peter’s face.
Peter’s face burned, his cheeks jiggling from the blows. ‘Richard actually dared to hit me?‘ he thought, completely stunned.
Smack. In the next instant, Peter slapped Richard right back. “Richard, don’t take my kindness for granted. Your pathetic little company? I could ruin it with a snap of my fingers,” Peter sneered,
After saying that, Peter sized Richard up from head to toe, his eyes finally landing on Richard’s face. ‘Huh, not bad, Peter thought to himself.
“If you want me to forgive you and let you off, then you’ll have to spend the night with me,” Peter said, his voice low and full of threat.
Richard could hardly believe his ears. He wants me to spend the night with him? Richard was completely floored as he wondered, ‘How could he be that twisted? Bastard
“Yeah, right, I’ll spend the fucking night with you.” Richard shot back with a sneer.
With that, Richard pulled out his brass knuckles and started beating the crap out of Peter, that disgusting old man. ‘So shameless at his age, Richard thought with disgust.
After Nora got the kids to sleep, she went downstairs, turned on the TV, and started snacking on fruit and treats while catching up on her shows. Anyone could see she was in a great mood.
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3:55 PM
Chapter 98
Enna was back.
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Nora took a bite of mango, and suddenly remembering something, she pulled out her phone and called Enna.
“Nora, it’s me. What’s up?” Sienna answered.
When Nora heard Sienna’s voice, she couldn’t help but smile. “Nothing, Enna. I just wanted to hear your voice, Nora said softly.
Of course, Sienna could see right through Nora. After all, they’d grown up together.
“Enna, I’m just so happy you’re back. Once I get divorced, I’ll bring my son over to live with you,” Nora said, her voice bubbling with excitement.
“Okay,” Amber replied.
Nora was a total anime geek. She loved binge–watching new series and had even invested in dozens of them over the years. But lately, she just hadn’t had the time to keep up, and only now did she realize that quite a few had already finished airing.
Whenever she hit an epic scene, Nora got so hyped she nearly tossed her chips in the air like confetti to celebrate.
This morning, he’d gotten up early to make Nora breakfast, but she didn’t even spare it a glance, let alone take a bite. Knowing Nora couldn’t cook, Ethan had sent the chef home just so he could have her all to himself for the day.
And the first thing Nora said to him was. “Ethan, let’s get a divorce. I don’t want anything except our son. I’m scared of pain, and this is the only son I’ll ever have in this life. You can have more kids with someone else.”
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