All Chapters of His Perfect Wife Strikes Back: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

His soft lips touched my mouth. His movements were so careful. His fingertips ran down my cheek and reached my breasts. I felt nervous, and my heart beat faster at that instant."May I?" He whispered in my ear. "You can stop at any time."I couldn't tell if I was hallucinating or not, and I remember seeing Frade in my dream, but seeing Daley when I woke up. I don't know whether to refuse him. My heart is hesitating. But my body enjoyed his touch. He was so gentle that even his breathing was as pleasant as a gentle evening breeze.He seemed to have a magic power that could melt my stone-like heart. He made me want s.ex again. A small flame was burning inside me, and if it was not put out in time, it would become a fire.I knew it would burn not only my body, but all the memories of Frade in me.But at this moment I just want to follow my feelings. I want him. I want s.ex. This desire has nothing to do with any morality, but I simply want him."Go on, don't stop." My voice was hoarse fr

When I woke up the next day, there were two flowers on the head of my bed. A white rose and a poppy. There is still crystal-clear water on the petals. Two flowers intertwined, the petals in full bloom as if smiling at me.Daley's not with me. I can't even remember when he left. I was tired last night. I woke up feeling as if I were drunk and my head was still in a daze.Rita brought me breakfast. She came into the room with a dark and silent face. She put the breakfast tray on the table and turned away. I don't understand why she is so cold to me. I feel a little guilty. Did she suspect an unusual relationship between me and Daley? Was she jealous?Since the windows were not closed in time last night, there were traces of rain on the window frames and the floor. I went out to the balcony and looked at the gray sky. It was only one night, and the temperature seemed to drop sharply. The wind blew from the window and I couldn't help wrapping my arms around myself.It's cold.I had a cup

Daley was silent the whole way home, and we sat in the car at arm's length. The driver was the same one in the baseball cap. He glanced at us through the rearview mirror and gave us an inscrutable smile.Maybe even the driver guessed my relationship with Daley. He or Rita must have called Daley, and it's a good thing Daley saved me from that Monster Spencer. Unfortunately, I was back on Pudding Island. I can not escape from the haze of the island.The entire exchange lasted less than five minutes. But the truth is that the scaredy-cat Spenser was scared out of his wits as soon as he heard Daley's name. He personally untied my hands and asked me not to tell Daley what he and the sailors had done to me."You didn't get hurt at all, did you?" Spencer begged me. "I was just trying to help you out. You've been in the cargo hold since you got on the ship. Nothing happened, and you haven't seen the rest of the crew."I heard a strong desire to survive in his voice, and I could see that he wa

I follow the direction of the sound and look for prey along the way. I deliberately slowed down as I approached the sound. I started to learn to look around like Daley.A fog gathered, blocking my view, and the starlight suddenly dimmed. My eyes could only see the dim shadows of the trees. Daley crept up on me. He leaned into my ear and whispered."Listen with your ears," he said.I close my eyes and listen carefully. The noise was near, but I couldn't tell which way it was going. Daley tapped me on the shoulder and then looked right in front of me.In the dark grass came the cry of an animal, followed by a barking dog. Then came the sound of a brief animal scuffle. My eyes were fixed on the sounds, and this time I was sure they were there.Daley handed me his shotgun, which I carefully moved in the direction of the sound. Then a sudden night breeze blew over my ear. The cold wind cut into my neck and made me feel a chill.The wind dispersed the mist among the trees, and the stars wer

Soon Daley killed his enemies on the island. I can't remember their names. But many people said the same thing to him before they died. "Puddin' island will never be left to outsiders.""I am already a king," he said as he killed his last enemy.Until one day, when he was out with me, I found that everyone we met was respectful to him. Then I understood what he meant.He got pudding and everyone was afraid of him.It made me wonder how he would react if I asked him again to let me go? Is he still gonna say yes?If he says no, will he kill me?I was very careful around him. Sometimes, in the middle of the night, he would sneak into my room. Every time I would pretend to be asleep. I thought he would do something terrible to me. But he just ran his gentle fingers across my cheek and left with a sigh.Every morning, there is still a fresh white rose with dew on my bed. We didn't have s.ex again. Did we all stay sane without o.pium?I don't know when there seems to be a wall between me an