All Chapters of Delusional Jane: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

“Well, why didn’t you?” I asked with a concerned look on my face. I was actually surprised because it had been a long while since I had sexual intercourse with my husband so this development was very new. “It’s a problem we have been battling for a while now. I don’t know what the issue is. I have tried. It is why we have not had children yet,” he lied and I scorned at him. I knew the exact reason why we didn’t have any kids.Was this what he was going through in the hands of his mistresses? Poor thing.“Well, have we done anything about it? Have we gone to the doctor or something?” I asked and he shook his head. “Yes. They said there was nothing they could do but they did give me some tips to help,” he said and I looked at him inquisitively. “Which is?” I asked and he hesitated a while before telling me.“Well, the doctors says I have to be properly aroused before doing the act but I don’t know what is happening now,” he said and I would have felt really bad for except for the fact

“What do you mean, my baby Jane?” Henry said to me, his eyes wide with disbelief. He looked at me like I was some kind of crazy woman, and I felt a pang of embarrassment. But I meant what I said. Unless my gym instructor had lied to me, but I was sure that he was telling the truth.“They need children, Henry. They need children.” I repeated, lowering my voice. I knew about the childlessness of his wife, Bianca, and him. And I was offering myself as a surrogate to help them solve this problem. But I needed something in return. “Look, Henry, I know about your situation, and I’m willing to help you out. But I need a favor from you too.” I said, and he frowned at me, his expression hardening.“How did you know that, Jane? Have you been spying on us? That’s not very nice.” Henry asked, his voice rising with every question. He was shocked and furious, but he tried to hide it by taking a sip of his beer. He was stuffing his fat belly with the drink, as if it could drown his troubles.“Oh, don

“Good morning, baby,” I greeted him warmly as I walked into his room carrying a tray of delicious breakfast. He looked up at me, yawning and stretching on his bed. He rubbed his eyes a little bit before focusing on me and the food. “Oh wow, good morning, darling,” he replied, his voice still groggy from sleep.He started feeling his sheets nervously, as if he was afraid of what he might find underneath. He glanced at me with a puzzled expression and asked, “Baby, did you bring me here?” He sounded unsure and confused. I looked at him with a reassuring smile and said, “Yes, of course. You were so intoxicated last night that I had to take you home.”“Oh, wow,” he muttered, looking around the room as if he didn’t recognize it. He ran his fingers through his hair while I set the tray on his bedside table. I leaned in and kissed his forehead gently. “Don’t worry, you are fine, OK? Remember that I’m your wife and I took very good care of you. You were just too drunk to drive or to remember a

I parked the car in the driveway and turned to Sheba, who was sitting in the passenger seat. She looked tired and sad, her eyes red from crying. She had a suitcase and a backpack with her, all the belongings she had managed to take from her former home.“Are you ready?” I asked her softly.She nodded and gave me a weak smile. “Thank you, sis. You’re the best.”I hugged her and said, “Don’t mention it. You’re my sister and I love you. Come on, let’s go inside.”We got out of the car and carried her stuff to the door. I unlocked it and opened it, letting Sheba go in first. She looked around the spacious living room, admiring the furniture and the decorations.“Wow, this is beautiful. It looks very different from the last time I was here,” she said.“Thank you. It’s all thanks to my husband. He has a great taste.” I led her to the guest room, where I had prepared a bed and some fresh towels for her. I helped her unpack her things and made sure she was comfortable.“I’ll leave you to res

So finally we’re done with the massage and we went to the part of the spa where they did manicure and pedicure. As we sat down, they offered us a glass of wine to sip and I looked at my sister and she looked back at me and we both laughed. We didn’t know why we were laughing though, but we were very happy and very relaxed at where we were. The spa was cozy and elegant, with soothing music playing in the background and a pleasant aroma of lavender in the air.They started on our pedicure and it was really, really refreshing and relaxing, especially when I dipped my leg into that warm water and she was really careful with my feet. She gently scrubbed away the dead skin, massaged my calves, and applied a shiny polish on my nails.“Sister, this is so relaxing and refreshing. I’m so glad we came on this outing,” I said to her and she smiled.“Of course, Jane, I’m the best at planning stuff. Have you forgotten that?” she said, and I laughed.“Oh no, I haven’t forgotten,” I said.So while we