Triumph Of My Cheating Husband

ng her usual finger magic on her system's ke

r maybe she did notice him but decided not to ackn

e gaze seems like it was piercing deeply into her sk

it?" She suddenly asked, still not sparing him a glance. "You are

ve. "Your skin to crawl, eh?" He repeated huski

id you have anything you want to say?" She muttered in questioning, her voice far from friendly,

halantly with a question instead,

I'll need no interruption, Ryan -not even from you." She told him plainl

ightly. "Ah, yeah. Of course..." He nodded his head

said in a drawling tone, expecting h

voice was plain and as w

can't, eh?" She felt the mock in his voi

s taunting her, can't he just let her br

onchalant attitude and get use to him as the day rolls by, but so

. This minutes, he would treat her like she never e

to break the silence with his cold voice. "

e guts, and before she could reply to him, he was

lenched her fist in a tight ball. She was pissed off,

to her system. Barely ten minutes had passed before

ore she could figure out what he's stretching towards her, he dr

rning red. "

e to complete her words. "Go through it, woman." H

her -woman. Is he not supposed to be more forma

his wife -his contracted wife at that. She could not ev

pers, Ciara's ears still ache to hear him call h

scape her throat. "What's in there?" She muttered in qu

n read, can't you?" His rhetorical question

. Ciara, who did not want to do as he had commanded her,

owly open it, ready to feed her curiosity. Steadily,

derstatement to what she felt at the moment. Her breath

tupid prank you decide to pull on." She blurted

tine for him, Ryan picked up the document from

He replied her, carelessly picking his words. "I'll implor

on't fall for this, it's not true." She muttered, she sounded more like she wa

a ball pen into her right palm. "Sign i