Chapter 2 Blooming Bouquet
Antonio was a handsome guy.
When he walked towards me with a black umbrella, it felt like it was just him and me in the whole world.
“Are you cold? Why are you wearing so little?”
He frowned, handed me the umbrella, then quickly took off
his suit jacket and put it around my shoulders, tucking it in at the collar.
“Not at all,” I smiled.
Antonio leaned This book had been added on your bookshelf. S, and started walking towards the Maybach.
“What are you smiling at?”
His eyes had a smile in them, and his voice was softer than before.
My eyes caught the lipstick mark on the collar of his white shirt.
That wasn’t my lipstick.
But my smile got even bigger. I held onto his neck tighter nd rubbed my nose against his cheek.
The smell of Blooming Bouquet was strong.
That woman tried really hard.
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Chapter 2 Blooming Bouquet
Last time it was scratches on Antonio’s back, where he couldn’t see them. This time it was lipstick and perfume.
“I’m so lucky to be married to the hottest and best guy in the world!” I tilted my head, smiling sweetly.
“I’m the lucky one. I married a girl I truly love,” Antonio said, his eyes deep. The raindrops reflected in them looked like twinkling stars.
He pushed me into the back seat of the car and held my hand tight.
“Mr. Kaufman, where to?”
“Home.”
Just then, my ph
request.
This book had been added on your bookshelf.
“You don’t have to accept my friend request. You know what? 1 can get Antonio to leave with just one message.”
I didn’t doubt it.
As I looked at my phone, Antonio was looking at his too. On his screen, a GIF of a girl flickered across his screen.
She was dressed in a bunny outfit, kneeling on the floor with a banana in her hand.
She was just licking it with her tongue, looking dreamy.
I used to help her when she was younger.
Back then, she had stars in her eyes. She was motivated, got good grades, and wanted to get out of her rural town.
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Now, all that was left in her eyes was greed.
Antonio’s grip on my hand suddenly tightened. His eyes got darker, and his Adam’s apple was bobbing up and down.
That was how he showed he was aroused. I knew his body very well.
“Grace, I’ve got something urgent to deal with at the office. I need to go back. Just head home. I’ll be back as soon as I’m done.”
After letting me know, Antonio kissed my forehead and told the driver to pull over.
When he got out of the car, he seemed like he couldn’t wait to leave.
I grabbed the car seat.
“Antonio!” I shouted.
Even though I had made up my mind to leave him, something hurt sharply in my chest.
“What’s up?”
He turned back, trying to hide how anxious he looked, and gave me a gentle look.
My eyes felt scratchy, but I smiled and handed him the umbrella.
“It’s raining hard. Take the umbrella with you.”
For a second, I saw the struggle and frustration in his eyes, but then it got covered up by something else.
He took the umbrella and got into the car behind.
My phone buzzed again. It was another friend request.
“I won, didn’t I?”
Yeah.
I tapped my screen and accepted the request.
The woman kept gloating and provoking me.
“Your husband isn’t going home tonight!”
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“Who cares if you show off your love everywhere? He belongs to whoever he’s with.”
“On your third anniversary, I’ll send you another big surprise, okay?”
Lignored her, pressed the side button on my phone, and turned off the screen.
Her name was Helena Carson. She was one o
Lucia Morh is a passionate storyteller who brings emotions to life through her words. When she’s not writing, she finds peace nurturing her garden.