Nora watched Alan's face with bruises, trying to holding back the thought of laughing. After all, he got
bruises because he tried to protect her from harm. Those are the medal of bravery.
Being pitiable, Alan looked at Nora and pulled her sleeve. "Honey, please let me go out. Please..."
Nora put a piece of apple in his mouth. "Do you really want to go out?"
"Definitely." Alan's eyes shined with excitement.
"Okay, but on one condition." Nora moved her eyebrows.
"I will agree even if there are a hundred conditions." Alan patted his chest and promised.
"Good." Nora ate a piece of apple. "You must follow my order after going out. I have an important
secret mission for you."
"Honey, I promise you I will complete the mission." Alan saluted to her, but full of curiosity. "Can you tell
what it is first?"
Nora smiled and glanced at Alan from head to toes.
Alan found her smile creepy.
He stretched his shirt. "Do you want me to sell my flesh?"
"Nice try. Who will like a guy with bruises?" Nora said dismissively.
"You're right. I'm not attractive with these bruises." Feeling relieved, Alan stopped stretching his shirt
and smoothed the wrinkles. "Honey, I'm yours. Please don't sell me to others."
"I will give you the money that I get by selling you." Nora teased him.
"I don't need money if you're the buyer." Alan sat up, holding Nora and putting his head on her
shoulder. "Honey, I can't do everything you want except this. I'm only yours and you can only be mine."
Listening to Alan's words, Nora turned pale. Her hand that held the apple shivered.
The memory that she had sex with Oca on that night came to her mind. It was crazy and passionate.
The thought of it still made her heart beating.
She felt guilty for Alan, but she couldn't tell him about it.
She licked her lips and opened her mouth slightly, but she still didn't know how to tell him.
Alan found her trying to say something. "Honey, just say it. We have married for so long. Don't be
afraid."
Nora stared at Alan and her mind was in turmoil. Her words came to the tip of her tongue.
"I'm going to kiss you if you keep looking at me like that." In Alan's eyes, Nora was the most beautiful
rose. He wanted to have her.
Listening to his words, Nora suddenly stood up. "I need to take a shower and change my clothes."
Watching Nora fleeing away, Alan put his arms behind his head and smiled like a cunning fox.
After taking a shower, Nora wore a set of sportswear and tied a ponytail. Then she wore a baseball cap
and a pair of pink sunglasses.
She put vermilion lipstick on her lips, highlighting she was fashionable.
Alan kept smiling at Nora. She felt uncomfortable being looked at by him. "Why do you keep smiling?
Does your head go wrong because of being hit last night?"
"My wife is beautiful in any look." Alan was so proud of having her as his wife. But it also troubled him,
since too many men chased after her.
"Shut up." Nora took a look at her phone, finding Alma had sent her a text. "Let's go."
"Awesome." Alan jumped from the couch excitedly.
Alan followed after Nora, wearing a pair of black sunglasses, which brought out his handsomeness.
He didn't ask Nora where they were going to. He just followed her. Then, they arrived at a villa.
Alma had waited for Nora at the door. Seeing Nora was coming, Alma greeted her hastily. "I have
narcotized him as you said."
"Good." Nora gave her a compliment and introduced her to Alan. "Alan, she's Alma, Mike's wife."
"What?!" Alan felt surprised. "How did you...know each other?"
And it seemed that they had a rather good relationship.
"Come in and you will know." Nora led him in.
Alma was leading them and Nora held hands with Alan who was unpleasant. Then they came to the
bedroom.
Mike laid on the bed, closing his eyes and breathing slightly. It seemed like he was asleep.
"Alma, take off his clothes and tie him up." Nora tapped Alan. "You help her."
Alan confused. "Don't you say we shouldn't rock the boat?"
"..." Nora felt embarrassed and made up an excuse. "I didn't know he is such a jerk at first. Alma told
me everything. What I do now is for justice. Hurry up. Cut the bullshit."
So, they took off Mike's clothes, tied him up on the bed and covered his eyes with a black tie.
Alan thought the scene was intolerable to the eye, so he covered Nora's eyes with his hands. "Don't
watch it. It will tarnish your beautiful eyes."
"I'm not interested in him." Nora didn't want to look at Mike. She said to Alma, "Have you prepared the
tools?"
Alma had set up three cameras towards Mike, recording him from three angles.
When everything was prepared, a local woman, who had dark skin, with big boobs and ass came in.
She didn't wear a lot. She probably was a whore.
Nora talked to that woman and Alma paid her half of the money that she promised. Then, she agreed.
That woman didn't care about being watched. She took off her clothes and went to the bed.
Alma pushed the recording button and they left the bedroom, waiting in the living room.
They were talking while watching TV and eating fruits. After a while, the whore walked out the bedroom
and told them it was done.
Alma and Nora were going to check, but Alan stopped Nora. "You stay here. I will go."
Alma and Alan checked the record and thought it was OK.
So, Alma paid the whore another half of the money. The whore left happily.
"Alma, keep these well. It depends on you how to use them." Nora held her hands and said to her
sincerely, "You should follow your heart. You should live for yourself and live a life that you want. It's
okay to be selfish. I will cut his dick and let him fuck off if he were my husband."
Nora made a gesture of cutting with her eyes expressing cruelty.
Alan, standing beside her, turned pale. "Honey, I definitely won't do that."
Though feeling high originally, Nora felt down because of his words. She was the cheater in their
marriage.
But she couldn't mention a word to Alan, keeping it as a secret.
Nora smiled at Alma and left. Alan thought something was wrong, so he chased after her.
Until they came back to their villa, Alan asked her, "What happened?"
"What will you do if I do the same thing?" Nora plucked up the courage to ask him.
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