Chapter 3

Jessica shook her head in the bathtub, knowing that Dylan usually made love to her in the bathroom whenever they bathed together, but now he was avoiding her.

She resumed bathing with her sponge, soap, and water. After she finished, she rinsed her body and walked out of the bathroom into the bedroom to dress.

Dylan had already put on his white robe and sat on the bed, feeling tipsy from the alcohol he had drunk at Rosie's home.

He saw Jessica step out of the bathroom and immediately looked away at the wall as he lay on the bed.

Dylan turned his back to Jessica, and she frowned at her husband's behavior, realizing he was truly avoiding her.

Jessica walked to their wardrobe to choose a nightgown. She tried hard not to cry, as she didn't want to divorce Dylan.

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

Jessica stood searching for a nightgown for a long time. Even as she touched the white nightgown she wanted to wear, she stood beside the wardrobe, lost in thought, as tears streamed down her face.

Jessica finally snapped out of her trance, took the white nightgown she had been holding, and put it on, staring back at her sleeping husband on the bed.

Her eyes moved to the divorce papers on the headboard, and she shook her head sadly before walking to the bed to join her husband.

Dylan was already fast asleep, but as Jessica climbed onto the bed, he felt her weight and subtly opened his eyes, staring at the pretty woman's face beside him.

Seeing that the pretty woman was his wife, whom he was about to divorce, and that she was sobbing, Dylan sat up and sleepily asked, "What's wrong, babe?"

Jessica sniffled, wanting to reply, but Dylan sleepily lay back down and fell asleep. The alcohol hadn't worn off, and he was tired and exhausted from spending time with Rosie after work.

Dylan turned his back to Jessica again, adjusted his pillow, and rested his head.

He resumed sleeping while Jessica blinked away her tears, sitting on the bed and looking at her sleeping husband.

Not wanting to accept the fact that they were going to divorce, Jessica decided to be the good wife she was. She wrapped her left arm around Dylan's waist and moved closer to him, his back to her.

She cuddled up beside him, inhaling his scent as she hugged him for warmth.

Jessica rested her head on Dylan's arm, intending to caress his face, but Dylan inhaled Jessica's sweet scent and subtly opened his eyes again. He immediately sprang up from the bed, even in his drunken state, and pushed Jessica's arm away.

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

Dylan was seated on the bed with Jessica, noticing she wasn't wearing a bra, and her white nightgown was almost transparent, revealing her brẹasts.

Dylan looked away, and Jessica replied, "I want you, Dylan."

"But I don't want you anymore, Jessica. I want a divorce, and you should sign the divorce paper tomorrow and leave! I'm not joking," Dylan said curtly. He grabbed his pillow, stepped down from the bed, put on his slippers, and left their bedroom, snatching his pillow from Jessica's hands as she tried to stop him.

Dylan walked out of the room, leaving Jessica alone in their master bedroom. 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 guestroom.

"Dylan! Open this door!" Jessica stood in front of the guestroom door and banged on it heavily, wanting Dylan to unlock it from inside.

Dylan ignored Jessica and went to sleep in the guestroom, since she wanted to seduce him in their bedroom.

"Dylan! Open this door now! It's me, your wife!" Jessica cried, banging heavily on the door.

She looked at the corridor clock and saw it was past midnight.

Jessica shook her head and then went back upstairs to their master bedroom to sleep alone, not wanting to wake their children. The master bedroom was the biggest room in the mansion. She walked toward the king-sized bed covered in white and climbed onto it slowly. She lay on the bed and tried to sleep.

It was Wednesday night, and Jessica knew her children would be going to school the following morning. She knew she had to sleep on time to wake up early and prepare them.

But sleep was far from her eyes as she cried and thought about the new woman who had come into her husband's life and was destroying her marriage.

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

She knew she had tried losing weight before, but it wasn't easy, as she loved eating and sleeping, being at home and not working.

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

Jessica sniffled and fell asleep. She dreamt that a beautiful, short woman walked into her home with a large suitcase. This short woman wasn't Jessica in the dream, as she was taller. The short woman then ordered Jessica to serve her meals.

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

But the woman replied, "No. I've known Dylan longer than you, and your time here is up, so go away."

Jessica saw Dylan throw her suitcase outside, not even minding their children's presence. He told her, "Leave my house, Jessica. This marriage is over. Go away and get out of my life!"

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

Jessica continued struggling in her sleep, lying on the luxurious white bed in the master bedroom.

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

Jessica watched as Dylan rushed to her and dragged her by her left wrist to throw her out of their mansion. She cried out, "Please, Dylan! You can't send me away, Dylan! Dylan! Dylan, please!"

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

Dylan had woken up with a headache in the guestroom and remembered returning home with the divorce papers that Rosie Andrew had given him to give to Jessica. He had ordered her to sign them too.