4: Her Reality

Dylan loved Jessica very much, but Rosie had already returned to his life. Rosie was very beautiful and, most importantly, slim and simple—the way he would have preferred Jessica to be.

It would have been easy for him to carry Jessica up to his chest and make love to her while standing in their bedroom whenever he was intimate with her.

But Jessica was too heavy for him to carry now, and he could no longer do all those crazy lovemaking positions that he usually did with her before, because of her chubby body. Their sèxual affairs as husband and wife had reduced and become dull. He couldn't do all those fun things that he liked doing with Jessica anymore.

Jessica was also mostly preoccupied with housework and taking care of their two kids, and Dylan didn't like how their fun moments had died down.

Dylan found himself abusing Jessica every day about her chubby body, but she usually smiled past it, not knowing that he was serious about it.

No matter what Dylan did to annoy Jessica, she would only smile at it and never get annoyed with him.

Dylan got frustrated because he couldn't leave their matrimonial home to cheat on Jessica or sleep with any random lady, as it would ruin his reputation and his company if anyone who knew him saw him in a club or coming out of a hotel room with a random woman who wasn't his wife.

Jessica's father was also a billionaire in their state and a very influential man. Dylan knew that he couldn't just cheat on Jessica and have the wild fun and pleasure that he always desired. But with Rosie back in the country, they had reunited.

Dylan visited Rosie at her home, and she told him that she was still single. She even encouraged him to divorce Jessica so they could be together again.

In Rosie's words, "Dylan, you're not the first man who will divorce his wife, and you won't be the last either. So please divorce that chubby woman you have at home, so that we can marry, as you promised to marry me before, since I was 16 years old."

Dylan remembered that he was fụcking Rosie in her home when she had told him about divorcing Jessica. He had carried Rosie up to his chest, crossing her two slender legs around his waist, in that particular sex position that he loved the most.

Dylan agreed to divorce Jessica so he wouldn't feel guilty about cheating on her. Rosie even helped him get the divorce papers ready, and he couldn't believe he was divorcing Jessica.

He couldn't go to the courthouse or speak to his lawyer about it. He had only given Rosie his full name and his wife's full name, and he hadn't even read the divorce papers that Rosie had helped him prepare yet.

Dylan still loved Jessica after all that she had done for him, and a part of him didn't want to divorce her, as she was his wife and the mother of his two kids.

Jessica had never done anything wrong to Dylan before, aside from the fact that she had turned fat. She truly loved him and had supported him to become the billionaire that he was today.

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When Dylan stepped out of the guest room where he had slept the previous night and into the living room. He saw his two kids playing and running around in the living room at that early hour of the day.

The time was after 8 a.m., and Dylan wondered what Jessica was still doing upstairs in their bedroom instead of preparing their kids for school and taking them there.

"Daddy! Daddy!" Caleb and Nina both rushed up to hug Dylan's legs when they saw him step out of the guest room corridor and into the living room.

Dylan carried Caleb up to his chest first with his right arm and likewise Nina with his left arm, and he asked them, "No school today?"

Nina looked so much like Jessica with her pretty yellow face and cute chubby cheeks, and Caleb resembled Dylan with his dark skin and short black hair.

Caleb shook his head and replied to his father, "I don't know, Dad."

"Mm, okay. Wait, let me find out from your mummy first, and don't play rough with your sister, okay? I'm coming back," Dylan said as he proceeded to climb the living room stairs.

Dylan knew that he had sacked their last housemaid and mandated Jessica to do all the housework alone, so she wouldn't just sit all day lazily at home while leaving all the work for the maid.

Dylan went upstairs and walked into the bedroom. He saw Jessica crying on the bed in her dreaming state, while calling his name loudly as she screamed on the bed.

Dylan didn't know when he rushed to Jessica. He scooped her up in his arms and tried to wake her from her dream state. "Jessica, babe, it's me, Dylan. Wake up. I'm here now, babe."

Dylan shook Jessica vigorously to wake her up as she kept calling his name and crying out, "Dylan, Dylan, please don't send me away. I'm sorry, Dylan. Dylan, please."

"I'm here, babe. I won't send you away. Wake up now, Jessica. I'm here now." Dylan didn't know if it was one of Jessica's tricks to make him not divorce her, but he had never seen her in that state before, and it worried him so much as he finally woke her up.

Jessica's forehead was covered in sweat, and so was her face, as she had been crying and begging Dylan in her dream. Until she heard his deep, masculine voice speaking to her so close to her ears. Her blue eyes fluttered opened, and she looked up at his handsome black face in front of her as she met his sharp blue eyes.

"Dylan..." Jessica slowly called her husband's name to be sure that he was really there. She stretched her right hand upward to touch his chin and fine jawline to confirm that he was truly with her and not just a dream, as she had thought.

Jessica caressed Dylan's jaw and blushed as she met his strong blue gaze. She couldn't believe that he was truly there with her in their bedroom, as she remembered that he had left their bedroom the previous night, leaving her to sleep alone on their big bed.

Dylan saw that Jessica was finally awake as he met her unique blue eyes. He carefully sat her up on the bed, then moved away from her, as he stood up from the bed, and stared at her face coldly.

Dylan raked his short black hair on his head in frustration as he met Jessica's gaze.

Jessica was so embarrassed to know that she had cried all through the previous night and into her sleep, even crying out in real life as a result of the nightmare.

The dream had felt so real. She had seen Dylan throw her things outside, but as she kept crying and calling his name, Dylan finally came to his senses and didn't send her away.

In her dream, Dylan got confused about the strange woman in their home, and the strange woman angrily left the house after Dylan refused to send Jessica away.

Jessica knew that she had to consult her pastor to pray against any strange woman who was preparing to destroy her home and marriage. She looked at Dylan's face as he stood beside their bed, raking his short black hair and staring away from her.

His former gentle smile had turned strict again, and Dylan asked her, "Aren't the kids going to school today?"

"The kids?" Jessica looked perplexed, as she had completely forgotten about her two kids. She was still seated on the bed in her white nightgown.

She used the hem of her nightgown to wipe her sweaty forehead and tears away. She sniffed and asked Dylan, "Which kids?"

Dylan's expression harden as he asked Jessica, "Our kids, Jessica? Aren't they going to school today?"

"Oh! I forgot! They're already late," Jessica said as she jumped down from the bed and was about to rush out of the bedroom. She remembered that she wasn't wearing a bra or panties, so she quickly walked back to the wardrobe, took out her panties and bra, and put them on, not minding that Dylan was staring at her.

Dylan was still standing beside the bed. Jessica hurriedly took her white jacket and put it on over her white nightgown before she exited their bedroom.

She rushed downstairs to the living room to meet her children, as their rooms were also downstairs on the other side of the mansion.