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2024-01-07 05:13:04Upstairs,Lydia looked at the room she had lived in for three years and felt an infinite Sadness in her heart.
Once,she was so happy to marry Clitton and become his wife that she chose the bedsheets and curtains in the bedroom. Unfortunately,the number of times he entered the house was very few.
"Click".
The door,which had been closed,was unscrewed from outside with a slight thug.
Lydia turned back and saw Kelly standing at the door with a gentle face.
Ugh, what's she doing here?
"Lydia,Let me help you clean up". Kelly slowly walked to her offering a hand.
Help her clean up?Is she that Kind?She was sure Kelly's just trying to make a mockery of her.
"No, I don't need any help,You are dear to Clitton's heart,and I will be sorry if I stress you out."
With that,she opened the wardrobe filled with her clothes mostly in pink ,blue and black. Clitton had only one suit in here for a change of clothes.
There was silence before Lydia began to remove her clothes from the rack,her white fingers inadvertently touching his suit and trembling slightly.
There were many nights when she slept with this coat in her hands,because his scents were on it,it would help her sleep peacefully.
Kelly glanced at the wardrobe and a look of joy appeared on her face as she sighed quietly in Lydia's ear.
"I didn't think Clitton would still have the suit after all these years". She reached down and took the suit off,Cradling it in her arms and folding it away from the Sleeves.
The Small, not- so-obvious word "K" appeared in Lydia's eyes.
Boom!
A deadly cold ran from the sore of her feet to her heart,and for a moment,it was as if she was in a cold pool of pain.
Kelly saw her reaction and smiled smugly,"I gave this suit to Clitton as his 20th birthday gift, at that time he lied to me and said it didn't fit him and he had thrown it away long ago. Originally,He treasured it."
Lydia was sick in her stomach at the thought that Kelly bought the stuff she had been comforting herself with!
Kelly continued to brag in her ear." Oh my, he still has this frame.It was years ago when Clitton was in a basketball league and I cheered for him and watched him win the league". She smiled, placing the frame close to her heart.
That photograph was the only one of him Lydia had.
Clifton is not a fan of photography. He never takes selfies,nor does he allow himself to be photographed, and when he publishes information to the public he just uses a plain background for it instead.
They have been married for three years now,but they don't even have a wedding picture.
Lydia knew that he did not want to marry her,so when grandpa offered to take wedding photos,he refused because he doesn't like having his picture taken. It didn't occur to her that Kelly was an exception to the rule.
Although she knew the cruel truth,Lydia's heart still tightened. After a long moment,she smiled slowly,the gray in her starry eyes turning into a slutry glow,then she walked up to Kelly with her hands over her chest.
Slighting, bowing her head,she whispered into Kelly's ear,"And did you know that your clitton goes crazy on my body in bed with this dress on everytime?".
"Whew!"
The scent on Lydia's body was so light and pleasant that Kelly almost had an Emotional breakdown.
The gentle smile on her face froze and her hands clenched into fists on either side of her dress.
She looked at the sweet smile on Lydia's face and wanted to destroy her Clitton for the fact that he cared so much about her but yet married this bitch and even had sex with her. But on a second choice,it must be because she was not with him,and now that she's back,she would never let another woman have Clitton. Never!
"You two got married so...this...this is normal" Kelly said.
Lydia was so happy to see the fake smile on Kelly's face that she reached up and flicked her long hair in a hapless gesture.
"Well,whether it was because he wanted an heir or because grandpa forced him to,he still slept with me. By the way, Miss Kelly,as a friendly reminder,Clitton is not very good at it,and I get sore every time."
"Bitch!" Kelly's eyes instantly turned red and her face turned even whiter with anger.
"Lydia,don't be cocky,you've been abandoned by Clitton now! I,on the other hand,am the real mistress here."
An abandoned woman who has no right to be arrogant in front of her!
"Lydia, are you finally willing to take off your hypocritical mask? "
At that moment,a tall figure approached. A man with a cold air around him glanced at the two women.
As his eyes fell on Kelly's red eyes,he subconsciously questioned Lydia.
"If you have any grievances,just come at me,Why are you giving Kelly a hard time?"
At the news,Kelly burst into tears and jumped on his arms.
Clitton pushed her away without a trace,a gesture that made Kelly feel a little lost.
His eyes were fixed on Kelly's pale face,which was looking at him with a smile.
A look of Innocence spread through his eyes.
"I just told her about your bad sex technique,and she cried, there was nothing I could do".
"Lydia!"
Suddenly,Clitton reached out with a hand and cupped her neck.
"Don't you ever say that again, you hear me! "
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