Chapter 4 - Her Reality

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

It would be easy for Dylan to carry Jessica up to his chest and make love to her while standing in their bedroom whenever they were intimate.

But Jessica was too heavy for Dylan to carry now and do all those crazy lovemaking styles that he usually enjoyed with her before. Because of her chubby body, their sexual relationship as husband and wife had become dull, and he couldn't do all the fun things he liked doing with Jessica anymore.

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

Dylan found himself bullying Jessica every day about her chubby body, but she would smile past it, not knowing that he was serious about it.

No matter what Dylan did to make Jessica annoyed, she would only smile at him and never get angry.

Dylan became frustrated because he couldn't go out of their matrimonial home and cheat on Jessica or get some random woman to sleep with him either. It would ruin his reputation and his company if anyone who knew him saw him in a clubhouse or coming out of a hotel room with a random woman who wasn't his wife.

Jessica's father was a billionaire in their state and a very influential man.

Dylan knew that he couldn't simply cheat on Jessica and have the wild fun and pleasure he 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 man. So, please divorce that woman you have at home with you so that we can marry, as you promised to marry me before, since I was sixteen years old.”

Dylan remembered that he was having sex with Rosie at her home when she told him about divorcing Jessica. He had carried Rosie up against his chest, with her two slender legs around his waist, in the particular sèxual position he loved 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, as he couldn't believe that he was divorcing Jessica.

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

Likewise, Dylan still loved Jessica after all she had done for him, and 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 gained weight. She truly loved him and had supported him in becoming the billionaire he was today.

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

It was already 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 and into the living room.

Dylan carried Caleb up to his chest with his right arm and Nina with his left arm. He asked them, “No school today?”

Nina resembled Jessica, with her pretty fair face and cute, chubby cheeks, while 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 proceeded to climb the living room stairs. He knew that he had sacked their last housemaid and mandated Jessica to do all the house chores and take care of their kids, as she shouldn't just sit at home all day while leaving all the work to their maid.

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

Dylan didn't know when he rushed over to Jessica. He scooped her up in his arms and tried to wake her from her dream.

“Jessica, babe, it's me, Dylan. Wake up. I'm here now, babe.”

Dylan shook Jessica gently to wake her as she kept calling his name and crying, “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 stop him from divorcing her, but he had never seen her in that state before. It worried him as he finally woke her up.

Jessica's forehead and face were covered in sweat as she cried and begged Dylan in her dream. Then she heard his deep voice so close to her ears. Her blue eyes fluttered opened, and she looked up at his handsome Black face in front of her, meeting his sharp blue eyes.

“Dylan...” Jessica slowly called her husband's name to be sure that he was really the one. She stretched her right hand upward to touch his chin and fine jawline, making sure that he was truly there with her and not part of the dream she had just experienced.

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 and moved away from her. He stood up from the bed and stared at her face coldly.

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

Jessica felt embarrassed to know that she had cried throughout the previous night, even crying out in real life because of the nightmare.

The dream looked so real. Jessica had seen Dylan throw her things outside, but as she kept crying and calling his name, Dylan came back to his senses.

Dylan didn't send Jessica away again, as he became confused by the strange woman in their home.

The strange woman angrily left their home 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 as he stood beside their bed, raking his short black hair while staring away from her.

His former gentle smile had disappeared, and his face had become stern again. 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 the sweat and tears from her forehead. She sniffed and asked Dylan, “Which kids?”

Dylan's expression hardened as he asked her, “Our kids, Jessica? Aren't they going to school today?”

“Oh! I forgot! They're already late.”

Jessica jumped down from the bed and was about to rush out of the bedroom. She remembered that she wasn't wearing any bra or panties, so she quickly walked back to the wardrobe, took them out, and put them on, not minding that Dylan was staring at her.

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

Jessica rushed downstairs to the living room to meet her children, as their rooms were downstairs on the second side of the mansion.