All Chapters of Mistress on My Husband's Phone: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

Sarah admired herself in the mirror. The white dress she was wearing felt a bit tighter. She noticed that her belly was starting to show a small bump."Why do you always look so beautiful, darling?" Troy wrapped his arms around Sarah's waist from behind. Sarah smiled as she saw their reflection in the mirror. Her husband looked even more handsome today in his white tuxedo. Carrie had mentioned that the dress code for her wedding today was white."You look handsome too, darling!" Sarah stood on her tiptoes to kiss Troy's cheek, which was covered in soft stubble.Being called "darling" made Troy's heart flutter warmly. Sarah rarely called him by that endearing term."Just hearing you call me 'darling' makes something tense up down here!" Troy whispered in Sarah's ear."You cheeky husband!" Sarah playfully slapped Troy's arm, causing him to chuckle."Let's go!" Sarah urged, trying to free herself from Troy's embrace, which was strong enough to encircle her entire body."Not yet! I

"Carrie..."Like being hypnotized, Carrie continued to stare at Diego without blinking. Their gazes seemed locked together. The warm pulses began to create beautiful sounds in their chests.Diego started to get drawn in. His fingers slowly moved, touching Carrie's arm. The beautiful woman's breathing started becoming heavier."Diego...""Just enjoy it, darling. I won't hurt you," Diego whispered. His broad hand started to cradle the back of Carrie's neck, lingering there.Carrie remained silent, not shifting her gaze. She felt Diego's strong hand begin to move down below. Her heart beat faster. Anxiety began to take over her heart.Maybe by closing her eyes, that anxiety would slowly disappear. But in reality, Carrie only remembered that tragic incident more vividly. The fear began to surge. She couldn't enjoy Diego's touches as her husband had suggested earlier.Carrie's breathing became more frantic, so she decided to open her eyes."No!" Once again, Carrie pushed Diego, maki

"A prenuptial agreement?"Arnold was shocked when he read the top line of the document."Enough with the theatrics. Just sign it," Erica said calmly while removing the makeup from her head piece by piece. She didn't care that Arnold's face had suddenly turned bright red."No! I don't want to sign this," Arnold threw the letter onto the table.Erica noticed a change in Arnold's demeanor since they had officially become husband and wife just a few minutes ago. His face had also become more firm and authoritative."Hey! Do you think I want to go through with this marriage? If it weren't for my father, I would have refused!"Erica really looked down on him. The woman didn't respect him at all. That's how Arnold felt at that moment. He tried to contain his disappointment after hearing Erica's words. He remembered what Michael had told him before the wedding ceremony: that he had to be a firm husband to Erica. After taking a deep breath, Arnold spoke firmly."But now you are my wife.

" Erica? What are you doing here?" Arnold asked after reading the clinic's name on the examination room door."Arnold...?" Erica froze, seeing her husband standing not far from the waiting area. But she quickly composed herself."That's none of your business!" Erica snapped, hoping Arnold would stop asking questions."How is it none of my business?" Arnold grabbed Erica's hand and held it tightly."Ugh, what are you doing? Let go!" Erica forcefully pulled her hand away.Arnold's heart sank; it was as if Erica was disgusted by his touch in public. A few patients in the waiting room noticed them.Arnold realized that Erica was no longer in front of him. She had already walked ahead, leaving him behind."Erica!" he growled as he took long strides to catch up with her.When he arrived at the VIP room, Arnold didn't go straight into Erica's hospital room. He stopped for a moment at the nurse's station."Excuse me, nurse. I'm the husband of a patient named Erica.""Oh yes, sir. How

Erica's eyes fluttered open. She had just woken up. The back of her neck felt warm. Her gaze swept around the room, and she suddenly realized she was in Arnold's room. When she tried to get up, her movement was suddenly halted. She gasped as she realized a strong, muscular arm was wrapped around her waist. She felt someone's body very close, even pressed up against her back. Something warm was on her neck, accompanied by slow and steady breaths.Erica's body was paralyzed. She suddenly felt weak and powerless. She glanced down at her waist, instantly recognizing the strong arm. The arm that had recently become her husband.This was the first time Erica had ever experienced such an intimate position. Part of her wanted to jump up and get angry. But another part of her felt a new kind of comfort. Arnold was currently holding her from behind, his entire front pressed against her back. Erica felt an overwhelming heartbeat as Arnold's lower body seemed so close and confined."Oh Erica, y