3: The dream

Jessica shook her head in the bathtub, as she knew that Dylan usually made love to her before in the bathroom whenever they bathed together as a couple, and now he was avoiding her.

She resumed bathing in the bathtub with her sponge, soap, and water. And after she was through with her bath, she rinsed her body and walked out of the bathroom and into the bedroom to dress up.

Dylan had worn his white robe and sat on the bed to sleep, as he was feeling tipsy from the alcoholic drink that he had drunk at Rosie's home.

Dylan saw Jessica step out of the bathroom, and he stared away from her and at the wall as he laid on the bed to sleep.

Dylan turned his back on Jessica and faced the wall, and she frowned at her husband's behavior and knew that he was avoiding her.

Jessica walked up to their wardrobe to take out a nightgown there that she would wear, and she tried so hard not to cry, as she didn't want to divorce her husband.

She knew that he had been behaving strangely lately, before he was absent from home for two days in a row, and she wondered in her mind, "Who's the new woman in his life now?"

Jessica stood searching for a single nightgown that she would wear for hours, and even as she had touched the white nightgown that she wanted to wear and was supposed to take out from the wardrobe and wear it.

She stood beside the wardrobe and got lost in her thinking, as hot tears freely streamed down her eyes.

Jessica finally snapped out of her trance and took out the white nightgown that she had been holding since to select, and she wore it as she stared back at her sleeping husband on the bed.

Her eyes moved to stare at the divorce papers that were on the headboard, and she shook her head in sadness and finally walked up to the bed to join her husband in sleeping.

Dylan was already fast asleep on the bed, but as Jessica climbed on the bed, he felt her heavy weight press on the bed, and his blue eyes fluttered open a little as he stared at the pretty fair-skinned woman's face that was on the bed with him.

Seeing that the pretty fair-skinned woman was his wife, that he was about to divorce, and she was sobbing too, Dylan sat up on the bed and sleepily asked her, "What's wrong, babe?"

Jessica sniffled and wanted to reply to her husband, but Dylan sleepily laid back on the bed and fell asleep. The alcohol hadn't cleared from him yet, and he was already tired, as he had spent half of the time from when he had closed from his office work since 5 p.m. with Rosie in her room, and he needed to rest.

Dylan turned his back on Jessica and adjusted his pillow underneath his head and rested his head on it.

He resumed sleeping, while Jessica blinked her teardrops away as she sat on the bed and looked at her sleeping husband for a moment.

Not wanting to accept the fact that they were going to divorce the following day, Jessica thought to be the good wife that she was, and she wrapped her left arm around Dylan's waist and moved closer to him on the bed, as he had his back on her.

She cuddled up beside him, inhaling his manly scent as she hugged him to find warmth from him.

Jessica rested her head on Dylan's left arm to caress his face and jaw, but Dylan inhaled her sweet blossom scent, and his blue eyes snapped open as he sprang up from the bed, even in his drunken state, and pushed Jessica's arm off from hugging him on the bed.

Dylan looked at Jessica angrily and asked her, "What's wrong with you, Jessica? Why don't you want me to sleep this night?"

Dylan was seated on the bed with Jessica, and seeing that she did not wear any bra underneath her big bréasts and her white nightgown was almost transparent and revealing her boobs to his view.

He stared away, and she replied, "I want you, Dylan."

"But I don't want you anymore, Jessica. I want a divorce, and you should sign the divorce papers tomorrow and leave my house! As I'm not joking about it," Dylan curtly said, and took his pillow away from the bed.

As he drunkenly stepped down from the bed and wore his black slippers to leave their bedroom. He snatched his pillow away from Jessica's hands as she tried to stop him from leaving their bedroom by holding onto his pillow.

Dylan swiftly walked out of the room, leaving Jessica alone in their master bedroom, and she cried out, "No, sweetheart! Wait! Where are you going?"

Jessica hurriedly stepped down from the bed and chased after Dylan as he exited their sitting room upstairs and went downstairs to the guest room to sleep.

"Dylan! Open this door!" Jessica stood in front of the guest-room door and banged on it heavily for Dylan to unlock the door from within, as he had locked the door from inside.

Dylan ignored responding to Jessica and went to the bed in the guest room to sleep, since Jessica wanted to seduce him in their bedroom.

"Dylan! Open this door now! I'm your wife!" Jessica cried out as she stood in front of the guest-room door and banged heavily on it.

She stared at the corridor clock in the passage and saw it was already after 12 a.m. in the midnight.

Jessica shook her head and went back upstairs to the master bedroom to sleep alone, as she didn't want to wake their kids up from sleep, and the master bedroom was the biggest room in the mansion. She walked toward the king-sized bed that was covered in a white bedspread and climbed on it slowly to sleep. As she laid on the bed and tried to sleep.

It was Wednesday night, and Jessica knew that her two kids would be going to school the following Thursday morning, as they attended a day-to-day school. And she knew that she had to sleep on time so she could wake up very early the following morning and prepare her two kids for school.

But sleep was very far from her eyes, as she kept crying on the bed and thinking about the new woman that had come into her husband's life and was destroying her marriage by breaking her previous happy home.

Jessica continued to think about how she would lose weight and impress Dylan and be the slim woman that he wanted again.

She knew that she had tried losing weight before, but it wasn't easy for her, because she loved eating a lot of food and sleeping too, as she was always at home and not going out to work again.

Jessica had spoken to her best friend, Esther Friday, about her plans to reduce more weight. Esther had advised her that the best way to lose weight was to hit the gym. Yet, she had been exercising daily, but losing weight hadn't been easy for her.

Jessica sniffled on the bed and fell asleep. She dreamt where a beautiful, short, fair-skinned woman walked into her home with a big black traveling box of clothes in her hand. This short woman wasn't Jessica in the dream, as she was taller. The short woman looked at Jessica irritably and ordered for Jessica to serve her meals.

Jessica saw herself serving this beautiful, slim, short woman in her dream, as the woman sent her away from her husband's home, and she tried to plead with the woman, "Please, you cannot send me away from my husband's house. Leave Dylan alone so that he can look at me, that's his wife."

But the woman replied, "No. I have known Dylan for longer than you have, and your time here is up in his life, so go away."

Jessica saw Dylan throw her box of clothes outside of their matrimonial home, and he didn't even mind their kids' presence with them, as he told her, "Leave my house, Jessica. This marriage is over between us. Go away and get out from my life!"

"No, Dylan! Please... Don't send me away. I love you. Please, Dylan."

Jessica continued struggling on the bed and in her sleep, as she was still lying on the luxurious white bed in the master bedroom and dreaming.

She continued pleading with Dylan in her dream, "Please, Dylan, don't send me away. Please."

Jessica watched as Dylan rushed to her in her dream to drag her away by her left wrist, and to throw her outside of their mansion. She cried out to him the more, "Please, Dylan! You cannot send me away, please!"

"I'm here, Jessica! Wake up!" Dylan shook Jessica vigorously on the bed to wake her up, as he sat down on the bed beside her and shook her again and again to wake her from her nightmare.

When Dylan had woken up from sleep in the guest room that he slept in the previous night, he had a headache and remembered that he had returned home with the divorce papers that Rosie Andrew had given him. And he had asked Jessica to sign them too.