Part 43

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If last night Carlos entered without mercy, now to just pressure, he is so slow. Immersing myself in Chelsea, of course, the feeling of fullness and tightness feels so good. Especially when Carlos moves slowly with a regular tempo.

Chelsea's eyes closed. There are no more strong kisses or bites on the tip of his chest. Carlos took a sip and caressed the chafed tip with his wet tongue. Chelsea's body shook, because the desire that began to overwhelm her. Especially when Carlos started to speed up the movement, squeezing the two spheres in turn, his wet lips moved. Swept down Chelsea's long neck, and stopped on her plump lips.

“Daddy…” Chelsea called. Longing for Carlos's touch which he admits is so intoxicating. This is what he's been waiting for. A very tender love, but so passionate. Even though his legs ached when Carlos brought one leg to his shoulder. In order for the man to freely enjoy his body, until they both get release.

In this section, Carlos always leaves a hope, so that Chelsea will get pregnant soon. He really hopes he can have a baby.

Carlos kissed Chelsea's cheeks for a long time in turn. Wiping the sweat from his forehead. It's very soft indeed but Carlos can feel Chelsea is still tired and trying hard to compensate.

Carlos also felt that his game just now was better and more fun than full of violence like he did last night. After all, under the influence of the drug Carlos couldn't really feel anything. It tastes bland and can only be enjoyed when the effects of the drug begin to disappear.

Hers also felt numb from going in and out of Chelsea's core for too long. And this morning Carlos was really grateful because Chelsea's abrasions down there weren't too bad so he was still able to take it well.

"What would you like for breakfast, dear? I can bring it here for you," Carlos asked.

Chelsea shook her head. "I don't want to eat anything yet. Just some hot chocolate if you're not too tired, Daddy."

"Hot chocolate, it is."

"But, Dad, why not ask the maid instead? I'm afraid to stay here alone. What if Mom comes and finds me?"

"No need to worry about that. Let Daddy make it especially for you. You wait here, and Daddy will make sure no one sees you here. Even if your mother comes and sees you, it doesn't matter; we can admit that we've been in a relationship all along. You are my wife."

"B-but, Dad." Chelsea tried to hold Carlos back. It was too fast for her to be discovered because instead of victory, Margareth would give her a painful retaliation when this secret was revealed.

"It's okay, dear," Carlos reassured Chelsea once again before leaving his wife alone in the room. Chelsea just sighed. She couldn't understand why Carlos could be so stubborn and unafraid of their relationship being exposed.

After all, Vano was still at home and could easily find out that she was in the room. Because Carlos had no idea that Vano was on her side, he should have been cautious not to let Vano find out. But Chelsea didn't know what her husband was thinking; all she could do now was close her eyes and leave everything to Carlos.

Moreover, Vano was starting to mature and trying to control himself so he could slowly move on from Celine. Hopefully, he would be able to forget her and find a replacement as soon as possible.

"Good morning, Carlos," Margareth greeted as she entered the dining room. She was quite surprised to see Carlos there. Usually, he had already gone to work when she woke up, but this time, Carlos was in the dining room, preparing something in a glass. "What's that?"

"Hot chocolate," Carlos replied casually. He felt like pouring the hot chocolate on Margareth's face as payback for her behavior and her rough treatment of Chelsea last night.

"You're drinking hot chocolate for a change. Usually, it's green tea or mint tea."

"That's none of your business," Carlos replied again. It was very difficult for him to hide his annoyance with Margareth right now.

"Why are you like this? You also..."

"Enough, Margareth! Don't pretend anymore. Do you think I don't know that the green tea you gave me last night contained illegal drugs?"

Margareth stammered, wanting to argue, but Carlos didn't allow her dirty mouth to provide an unreasonable excuse.

"Don't make up stories anymore because I experienced it myself because of your actions. I had to restrain myself like a madman running out of medication. I can't understand why you would think so little of me to set me up like that. Do you think that by having a husband-wife relationship with me, we'll get married right away? No, as I said, we will get married when we have Vano's approval, and he gets married first. Even if you're pregnant with my child, I can't guarantee I'll marry you, Margareth!" Carlos laid bare his heartache, hoping that Margareth would reconsider every time she acted out in the house.

As the host in his own house, Carlos felt completely unappreciated here. Moreover, Margareth still claimed to be his girlfriend. Certainly, as a girlfriend, Margareth should know her boundaries and not act arbitrarily as she did last night. If it weren't for Chelsea, Carlos wouldn't know his fate.

He didn't know if he could still breathe or not because the drug Margareth had given him in the green tea was torture, leaving him writhing uncontrollably with a burning desire. His chest also hurt when such a strong desire couldn't be fulfilled at all. Fortunately or unfortunately, he had a wife who could be an outlet, even though his wife seemed to want to die in his hands.

"I never gave you any drugs, and if you wanted that, why didn't you come to me? This just holds it back. And what's wrong with you being honest and just saying that you've been craving the touch of a woman because you've been a widower for 10 years."

"For ten years, I've been a widower, and I've never thought of touching a woman because I uphold loyalty. To me, a relationship is sacred and not to be played with. If you think an extramarital relationship is a good thing, go ahead, find my replacement, and leave..." Carlos paused when Margareth nodded. She was fed up with Carlos treating her so unfairly.

"Fine, I'll leave this house right now, and I assure you, you'll never see me again after this." Margareth, driven by her emotions, started to walk away from the dining room. Aware that Margareth was Chelsea's mother, Carlos quickly stopped her, not wanting his wife to leave the house as well.

"What are you going to do? If you want to leave, go to your room and pack your things instead of heading to the second floor. There's not a single piece of your clothing up there."

"Indeed, none of my belongings or clothes are on the second floor, but my daughter lives there. I'll take her wherever I go. I'll do whatever it takes, so don't even think about stopping me from taking Chelsea because she's my daughter, not yours!" Margareth pressed her index finger against Carlos's chest. She was truly overwhelmed by her high emotions because Kevin ignored her, and Carlos always acted as if he had a girlfriend.

She had even been almost kicked out of the luxurious house twice. As a woman who could have so many men out there, Margareth was starting to feel lazy and bored with this monotonous relationship with Carlos. Maybe she would find another tycoon to be a source of money, preferably a new boyfriend who could satisfy her desires like her previous boyfriend so she wouldn't have to pay Kevin anymore to fulfill her desires.

"You can leave this house, but return all the money I've given you."

Margareth's steps halted halfway up the stairs when she heard Carlos's statement. His loud, thunderous voice shattered the silence in the luxurious house, startling even Vano, who had just come out of his room. He intended to go to campus but instead witnessed the heated argument between his father and his girlfriend.

"Try to tally up how much money I've given you, and please return it. If you can't, work here as a housemaid until the debt is paid off. If you don't return the money, you have to leave Chelsea here as collateral, and someday you can redeem her."

Here's the translation of the provided text into English:

"What did you say? Using Chelsea as collateral," Margareth laughed. "I'd better take Chelsea, and I assure you that within less than 24 hours, I can pay back all the money you've given. How much, $100,000, $200,000, maybe $500,000? I can give it to you right away with interest if you want. Instead of leaving Chelsea here with a rotten widower like you, I'd rather sell her. You have no right to stop me because she is my daughter, my flesh and blood, do you understand?" Margareth was just as fierce and cutting as Carlos.