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world from a bl

Everything that had happened to me and that is happening to me was my fault. I was

my car was moving all by itself. If I wasn't moving it then who was it? Or could it be that the wench was a

stop at nothing to m

e got you to be my driver. Wha

ause that was one thing I could do at this moment without having to worry about the re

hat we humans tend to put ar

ne, woman? Since when can't I esc

rily. If I was still able to think about my unfortunate life with that woman, then I didn't drink

d selfish pricks. My parents brought the idea but if only I had been strong enough

kill me and made you

again. I wouldn't miss Rhena's with another but this woman sounded just as annoying as the woman

a was the one that had tried to kill me multiple times even though she lacked the skills needed

was making mysel

ely not to Rhena. If the woman with me wasn't my lawfully wedded wife of two years,

hood or I'll have you thrown in the trash area. Spending

reaten me without stating the words or should I say usually? Rhena and I were both walking on eggshells ar

se. And I had

othing about our relations stipulated or showed the power of that title. Rhena was simply a wife. She had never been

ower must be tired

it might sound like I was a bad husband, I was tired of the kind of

o go, D

ve been relieved that the woman with me wasn't my wife, I was worried about a lot of things... Some couldn't

. I was too drunk to focus on her face or appearance but her

ain and mind couldn't comprehend a thing about her. I allowed h

ng to me even though I had

ar patron at my favorite drinking spot. I was pathetic... sometimes. This wasn't the real me. The

about my issues even though that would cause me a lo

the drunk me loved it and was in for it. If Rhena had set me up again, maybe it was high time I sto

g that would ruin her just like she a

get the perfect time they

r legs up the stairs? Don'

eatening

. Whoever this woman was shouldn't be seen by me again and whatever I had done tonight a

e... this

I threaten you? Plus you are in no position to yell at

dered if she would still be able to talk back at me if she knew who I was and what I was capable of doing to her. Whether

us is laughing, m

e. Was she not happy working for my wife or my in-laws? She had no

t of damage to me

to my wife with a full report of what ha

moment. I could collapse anytime soon even though I just laughed like a drunkard

I make her life difficult at the moment. That would be fair and a win-win for us both. I zoned out after th

e... I couldn't bring myself to care since all I wanted was to get some peaceful

ve been bearing for two years an

y foundation. I had a big war ahead of me but right now, I needed

e in because I would be needing my strength and will after I recovered from this drunken stat

't gotten over the influence of the drinks. Or maybe it was because I didn't wake up on my ow

ack, center, and fore of my head. I realized that the sound that woke me up came from a cell phone and I a

hat wasn

that wasn't bad enough, the whole place looked like the domain of wild animals d

but did remember a certain woman hangin

ght of that. If the woman truly took my pictures then I had to do something. I j

I would be wearing th

o me than I thought. She was sitting on a chair behind me. She coul

noring like a cow. Now that I heard her snore, I concluded that her

ackmail me and exploit money from me or give to my wife or my greedy in-laws

o change my fate. After what I discovered yesterday, I had to be careful because it ha

hough she must have sat in that chair to watch me overnight, she

th messy hair was sitting in and pulled at the red nightdress she was

y skin. She w

ul and it took a lot of self-control to not change my mind about her. Also

time. I must admit but I had a bi

usions but I would call it prevention

me lose after all the sacrifices I had made to keep being who I had made out of myself....

within me if she wasn't hired to be my downfall. She could have become the lover I

ll pulled her cloth lower, revealing