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My Husband’s Lover 134. Kylie agreed to go out.
"I will make a reservation for us. Now, go ahead and get some sleep. Rest well," he said, his tone gentle and caring. Kylie nodded appreciatively, feeling reassured as she settled back down on the bed, knowing that a promising and eventful evening awaited them.Asher's smile lingered on his face as he watched Kylie peacefully close her eyes and drift off to sleep. He felt a surge of happiness within him, knowing that she had agreed to go on a date with him, even though they hadn't explicitly labeled it as such. In his heart, he wanted to treat this as their first date, an opportunity to deepen their connection.Leaving the bedroom, Asher walked towards the door, his hand resting on the doorknob. He turned around for one last glance at Kylie, her form relaxed and serene, before finally stepping out and quietly closing the door behind him.With a skip in his step, Asher made his way downstairs, his smile still firmly in place. He headed towards the kitchen, his anticipation evident in e
My Husband’s Lover 135. Serious Consequences.
Asher's expression turned into a deep frown as he cast his gaze upon Sarah and Henry, who were both bursting into uncontrollable laughter. The sound of their mirth filled the air, and Asher couldn't help but feel a pang of annoyance mixed with confusion."Why are you laughing?" Asher questioned, his voice laced with exasperation as he let out a heavy sigh. He could feel frustration welling up inside him, causing him to take a few steps towards the nearby counter. With a hint of resignation, he lowered himself onto the chair he had previously occupied."Did what?" Asher inquired, his tone tinged with a growl. The laughter had stirred his ire, and he was eager to unravel the cause behind their amusement.Sarah's laughter gradually subsided, allowing her to respond to Asher's inquiry, though her chuckles still lingered in her voice. "Asher, did you actually do that?" she asked, a mix of incredulity and amusement playing on her features. Asher's frown deepened, puzzled by Sarah's enigmati
My Husband’s Lover 136.
Asher's shoulders slumped as he absorbed Sarah's words, a wave of regret washing over him. He hadn't fully comprehended the potential ramifications of his impulsive actions until now. Guilt gnawed at his conscience, and he recognized the gravity of jeopardizing Kylie's professional prospects.Henry, his voice measured and concerned, added, "You know, Asher, resorting to violence is never the solution. We understand that you were defending Kylie, but there are other ways to handle these situations."Asher nodded slowly, his earlier defiance waning in the face of their valid points. Regret and a sense of responsibility weighed heavily upon him. He realized that his actions, fueled by anger and protectiveness, had the potential to disrupt not only Kylie's project but also their own professional relationships."You're right," Asher finally admitted, his voice laced with remorse. "I let my anger get the best of me, and now we're all in a difficult position. I should have found a better way
My Husband’s Lover 137.
Asher, determined to prepare himself swiftly, swiftly responded to Sarah's inquiry. "I'll quickly take a shower and join you," he assured her, prompting a nod of understanding from Sarah as he rose from his chair.However, before Asher could make his way towards the bathroom, he paused, his attention shifting towards Henry. There was something on his mind that he felt compelled to address.Turning his gaze towards Henry, Asher hesitated for a moment before speaking up. "Uncle Henry, can you perhaps go home tonight?" he asked, his tone indicating a hint of anticipation.Henry, taken aback by the unexpected request, raised an eyebrow inquisitively. "Why?" he inquired, his curiosity evident in his voice.Feeling a touch of embarrassment, Asher stumbled over his words, attempting to articulate his desires. "Um... well, I'd like to have some alone time with Kylie tonight," he admitted, his cheeks reddening slightly. "Maybe... ahem, you know," he added, his words trailing off as he scratche
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Meanwhile, as Sarah headed indoors to fetch the requested beverages, Asher took a deliberate stroll around to where Olivia sat. Settling down beside her, he called out her name, his voice carrying a mix of familiarity and concern. Olivia turned her head, arching an eyebrow inquisitively, silently signaling her willingness to listen and engage in conversation.Olivia's voice tinged with surprise as she questioned Asher's unexpected presence. "What, Mister? Why are you suddenly here?" Her curiosity hung in the air, mingled with a hint of amusement.Asher, unfazed by her reaction, responded with a playful tone. "Can't I come here?" he quipped, a mischievous glint in his eyes. Olivia couldn't help but smile, appreciating the banter that had become a familiar part of their interactions.Acknowledging Olivia's remark about the unusualness of his unannounced visit, Asher's smile widened. "You're right, it's out of the ordinary. Usually, I would have called before coming," he admitted, noddin
My Husband’s Lover 139.
Damon's anger was clearly visible as he drove, gripping the steering wheel tightly with bulging veins on his hands. His jaw was clenched, and his eyes were red, but he couldn't fully comprehend how chaotic his thoughts and situation had become in that moment."Fudge," he muttered under his breath as his mobile phone buzzed once again, displaying his wife's name on the screen. Normally, he would have answered the call and spoken kindly to her, but his current state of frustration, anger, and overall disarray prevented him from doing so. He chose to continue ignoring her, just as he had done with her two previous calls, which had occurred a mere ten minutes ago.Damon accelerated, driving faster until he finally parked the car in the garage. Letting out a heavy sigh, he rubbed his palm against his face in an attempt to appear composed and unaffected. Retrieving his mobile from the vehicle, he slammed the car door unintentionally, the loud noise only serving to further aggravate him.Hol
My Husband’s Lover 140.
Riya's heart raced with a sense of urgency as she scoured the room, her eyes darting across the familiar surroundings. She located the door that led to their room and approached it swiftly, her hand trembling slightly as she raised it to knock. With a firm rap of her knuckles against the door, she anxiously waited for a response.After a brief pause that seemed to stretch into eternity, the door swung open, revealing Damon on the other side. His haggard appearance spoke volumes about the exhaustion he carried. Clad in a plain white shirt and worn grey track pants, his disheveled hair seemed to mirror the turmoil within him, as if he had been raking his fingers through it since the early hours of the morning.Damon's voice carried a weariness that resonated deeply as he spoke, frustration lacing his words. "What is it, Riya? I specifically asked for some time alone. Please," he pleaded wearily, the weight of his exasperation palpable in the air. Riya couldn't help but feel a pang of gu
My Husband’s Lover 141.
Gesturing towards the study room, Damon silently invited his father into the private sanctum where they could have a candid conversation away from prying eyes. Thomas, his expression tinged with concern, nodded in understanding, following Damon's lead as they retreated to the secluded space.As soon as Damon closed the door behind them, the room seemed to exhale a sigh of contained tension. It was within these walls that father and son could speak freely, unburdened by the judgment of others. Thomas wasted no time, his voice filled with a mix of curiosity and apprehension, as he sought to unravel the mystery that lay before them."What happened? You seem so tense, and Riya appears genuinely frightened. I can sense that something has gone awry. Tell me, how did Kylie end up with the project when it was meant to be yours?"Damon took a deep breath, his eyes locking with his father's gaze. He knew that the time for evasion had passed; the truth, though difficult, had to be shared. With a
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