Chapter 5

Jennifer

I wore the dress, it was a dark blue, halter prom dress with a deep neck. The dress fitted me perfectly like it was made for me only. I then tied my long hair in a messy bun and applied a little amount of makeup, as I like to keep it natural and elegant. 

Once I was done, I came out of our room to look for my husband, who was sitting on a couch dressed in a black Armani suit and was occupied with his phone. His dark blonde hair is styled in a messy way, like he frequently runs his fingers through it. 

As he still hasn't recognized my presence, I took this chance to adore him. He has an athletic figure, that doesn't have an ounce of fat, other a perfect ripped body. I can never deny the fact that he has got that look- a playboy persona look- a look that most women fall for. 

“I am all yours baby. You can check me out as much as you want once we are back from the party. In fact, I will help you to explore me in detail. But right now we need to leave for the venue.” He smirked at me, while my cheeks heated up and I mentally groaned for being caught red-handed once again. 

Oh, god! Why always me? 

He chuckled at me and stretched out his right hand for me to hold. We walked out of the house and got settled in the car. 

I was looking out of the window when Michael took my one palm in his and kissed my knuckles making my skin feel alive again. 

“When I purchased this dress for you, I actually had no idea that a piece of cloth can look so beautiful. It fits you so perfectly, giving new definition to your enchanting figure. Today I won't leave you alone even for a single second who knows if anybody in the party tries to steal my hot wife. I giggled at his attempt to flirt with me.” I then kept my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes in bliss. 

Michael

Jesus! Why does this woman have to act clingy all the time? 

I looked at Jenny who was now sticking to my shoulder. I twisted my lips in annoyance. 

But soon my lips got split into a dirty grin when I remembered how I again trapped her in my web. What I fed her was a white lie. I didn't come early for her but for Mr. And Mrs. Williams.

 They are investing a huge amount in my dream project. Yesterday when I was checking all the mails and notifications, I came across Mr. Williams invitation for today's party. I then informed my boys about the slight change in the plan and rescheduled our flight. It was a partner mandatory party, therefore I have to tag her along with me.

 I was very well aware about her dressing choice, so I even asked my manager to get a dress for her. Now this is called hitting two birds with one stone. 

But I must say he has got an excellent choice. 

She looks so hot! I wasn't lying when I said that today she will be catching the eyes of many people. 

Soon we reached the venue, and we got down of the car. We were greeted by Mr. and Mrs. Williams. 

I forwarded my hand for a formal greeting to Mr. Williams, but then my eyes shifted to his gorgeous wife, who was in a sexy red color gown. Her red painted lips were pressed in a sexy smile. The V cut of her dress shows more of her juicy cleavage. 

What can I say? She was an epitome of seductress. 

“I must say Mr. Patterson you have a very beautiful wife. You are a lucky man! Won't you introduce us?"

I caged her small waist with my arm and pecked her cheeks. “There is actually no doubt that I am the luckiest husband here. Baby meet Mr. Robert Williams. He is one of our investors, in fact he is the one who is investing a huge sum for my dream project. And Mr. Williams, meet my wife Jennifer."

Jennifer

Mike introduced us and Mr. Williams forwarded his hand towards me, which I gladly accepted, but to my utter disgust, he raised my hand a little and gave a moist kiss on my palm. 

I can feel my sixth sense alarming me about something unpleasant about this man. 

I shifted my gaze towards Mike, who was more engrossed with his wife Erica and truth to be told I was definitely not liking their proximity. I pressed my lips into a thin line and disgustingly looked at Erica who was not leaving any opportunity to touch my husband. I trust my Mike, but with such witches around, I do feel a little insecure. 

“Mike don't you think we should give them some space. They have other guests too.” I cleared my throat and gave them a tight smile.

 Mike nodded in an understanding manner, and we both left the spot to meet his other business colleagues. We were now standing in a corner. 

“ What happened baby? There is something off about you. You weren't this quiet when we left for the party.” I looked at Mike who was looking at me with curiosity.

 I blew a long breath through my nose and turned towards him. “Mike don't get me wrong but I feel there is something odd about Mr. and Mrs. Williams.”

 He slightly raised his brows at me, asking me to explain. 

“I can't express it in words, but I am feeling uneasy here. If you are done with everything, then can we please leave for our home.” I requested him. 

Mike widened his eyes and chirped “Baby but it's too early. I just can't leave like this. Mr. and Mrs. Williams are important for my company. And regarding this uneasiness of yours, I completely understand why you are feeling like this.” I immediately shifted my attention towards him. 

He knows! I hope he just doesn't label me with an over possessive wife tag. 

“Why?” I whisper.

 “It is simply because you don't like meeting new people and going out to parties.” 

Okay it hurts a little but being labelled as an introvert is better than being called an over possessive wife. 

“See this is the reason why I always ask you to stay at home, because you are not very comfortable with so many people around you. So just take a deep breath and relax. We will leave after some time, till then just enjoy the party.” He replied in a slightly irritated voice.

 I decided to keep my mouth shut for some time. I looked around and mentally cursed my fate, when I saw Mrs. Williams coming towards our direction, swaying her hips with the rhythm of the music. 

What's her problem? Can't she walk straight. 

“ Hey handsome! I hope you are enjoying the party?” She played with her hair locks, completely ignoring my presence.

 “Yes Mrs. Williams. We are glad to be part of such a wonderful evening.” Mike replied in the most polite tone.

 “Now you are feeling glad, it's time to make you feel lucky too.” She smirked at his direction, while I gave her a pointed look. 

What is she thinking about?

As if she could hear my thoughts, she turned towards me with a wicked smile and chirped. “I Hope Jenny you won't mind if I steal your husband for some time. You see I really want to dance, but Rob is busy with some clients.” She gave me those stop-me-if-you looks. 

“I…” I trailed off, now being very much aware of her intentions regarding my husband. 

See a wife's sixth sense never lie! 

And before I knew it, her hands had moved over his arms, and she dragged him with her towards the dance floor. I gritted my teeth on her indecent behavior but decided to stay quiet for Mike’s sake. This deal is really important for him. 

I was busy looking the way Mike and Erica were dancing. I can see it clearly how this bitch was trying to rub herself on my husband. I twisted my face in irritation. 

Like husband, Like wife. 

"They both look quite hot together" I could hear people whispering around me. And there was no rocket science that they were talking about Mike and Erica. They both have actually set the floor on fire.

 I accusingly looked at Mike who was not even bothered that his actions were somewhere hurting his wife too. 

I then look at the waiter who offers me a glass of whiskey. I was about to refuse him as I don't drink but then I looked at Michael and Erica who were too lost in each other. I don't know what got into me that I picked up the glass he offered and drained it into my mouth in a gulp, and winced when it reached my throat. 

I started rubbing my throat to cool down the burning sensation but nothing worked. I looked at Michael for some help, but he was now busy enjoying Erica's company. I really need to use a washroom to empty my stomach. I think then only I feel better. 

I somehow reached a room with the help of a waitress. I get inside the restroom, uttering thank you. I looked for a washbasin and then puked my whole stomach out. 

Once I was done with my deed. I rinsed my mouth thoroughly and pat myself dry with a paper towel. I held the basin for support as I felt my head spinning. I closed my eyes, feeling exhausted, it was then when I felt someone caressing my bare back. My lips split into a smile. 

I knew my Mike would never leave me alone in such a situation.