The Alpha’s Wife Wants Revenge

Chapter 7 - Kissing Game

Laura’s PoV

Back at the table, Matthew happened to be on the phone, and from the way he was acting, I knew it was his stepmother calling to check up on him. What a b***h! I mean, you’re married to his father, so why would you sleep with his son?! Disgusting!

Matthew turned to look at me and said at the end,

"I'll call you back after I'm done here, be good."

Jeremy smirked as he pointed at him with a melancholic expression,

"Something's not right with you. Who was that? Are you in some trouble?”

Matthew calmly raised his phone call log to show Jeremy,

"It's my mom!"

Gina is his mother; that woman is only ten years older than him and has been sharing a bed with him. I witnessed their affair a few days ago. I remember vividly how Matthew thrust into his stepmother and finished inside of her without a care in the world. Even I wouldn’t be calling Matthew when he was away. And he is my fiancé! So what gave that woman the right to do such a thing to my fiancé?

Jeremy gave Matthew a look before he smiled. That man knows what’s happening, but who has time to gossip about the intimate terms between a mother and son?

At first, I thought they were mother and son and promiscuous. I didn't dare to speak up or ask Matthew directly. I was stupid to trust that man. Even Jessica, my best friend, said I was foolish to keep the relationship going on.

After Matthew’s mother died, his father didn't care for him either. He lived as an orphan for a long time. But then Gina came along. He may be married to Mr Wilson, but in truth, Matthew and Gina have been sleeping with each other even before we got engaged. How sick was that?!

Luckily, Jessica knew who to ask, and that’s how I know how sick of a bastard this man is. I can’t believe I fell in love with a man who likes milf.

“What’s wrong with your expression? Fix it, or I’ll fix it for you later.”

I smiled, pretending that we had a decent conversation.

“Oh? Should I expose the sexy pictures you have with your stepmother to your friends here, Matthew?”

Matthew's expression changes. Matthew forgot that we share the same Apple ID on our phones, and that’s how I saw the photo album he had hidden in his cloud. Out of curiosity, I flipped through it. I unexpectedly saw intimate photos of him and Gina, not only pictures of them sleeping on the same bed but also photos of them kissing while embracing each other.

These photos spanned their entire relationship. I couldn't believe that a normal mother and son would take such poses.

“Have you forgotten? We share the same ID. So I have proof of your promiscuous act with your lovely Gina. Don’t challenge me, Matthew.”

I admit that the pain of being deceived and betrayed was unbearable, but what can I do? Even if I want to continue this relationship with him because of our parents, I can’t face him like I used to.

Matthew put his arm around my shoulder and smiled gently,

"With our Laura here, what else do I need?"

Huh? What does he mean by that?

"That's right, baby!"

He pretended to kiss my face, but I coyly dodged. I see- someone was watching us. The guys across the table took the opportunity to tease, and someone said,

"Laura is shy."

Someone immediately followed,

"If Laura weren't so reserved, I would have thought the woman in Charles' room last night was Laura. Their voices are so alike."

I was stunned on the spot. This person heard us last night, and he even recognized my voice. I glanced at Charles, my head full of insecurity and fear. But that man didn’t even faze as he ate the fish as if he hadn't heard anything.

What?! He was fidgeting just a few moments ago, and now he’s not interested in the current situation?!

Matthew fell silent for two seconds and jokingly asked me in front of everyone,

"Baby, it can't be you, right?"

I couldn't help it and whispered back,

"Are you crazy? Of course, that’s me! I was having a blast last night with your uncle. Should I tell everyone here?”

Matthew burst into laughter and reached out to ruffle my hair. When did he get so good at hiding his emotions?

"I'm just teasing you. You are so cute, baby."

In the past, I would have immediately fallen for his tenderness, but now she just felt disgusted and nauseous.

"Matthew,"

Charles suddenly called out to Matthew, tossing him a car key, and solemnly said,

"We're out of drinks. Go to my car and get two more bottles. It's parked on the second floor."

"Okay, uncle," Matthew took my hand and said,

"Baby, come with me."

Charles abruptly interrupted him,

"It's cold in the parking garage. You go by yourself!"

Charles shouted.

"Alright,"

Matthew ruffled my hair again.

"Then wait for me."

After Matthew left, I turned her gaze back to Charles and looked at him confusedly. I knew Charles intentionally sent Matthew away, but she didn't understand why he did it. Charles didn't accept her gaze and focused on drinking with his friends.

After three drinks, he stood up and said,

"I have something to do; I'm leaving first. You guys continue drinking."

He grabbed his coat and casually draped it over his arm. When he passed by me, he raised his hand and lightly tapped on my shoulder.

"You, come down with me."

I felt as if I had been pardoned and politely said goodbye to everyone before leaving. I thought Charles was afraid that I would be sitting there awkwardly alone, so he took me out to find Matthew, but-

"Did you go the wrong way? Matthew is on the second floor. This is the third floor.”

I had to remind Charles. Charles walked to a black Range Rover in the corner, opened the back door, and shoved me inside.

"What are you doing..."

Before I could struggle, he lowered his head and captured my lips and tongue, pressing his tall body against me, making me unable to move.

"What do you think?"

He muttered a few words between breaths. I was frightened. Although I didn't mind having a relationship with Charles, I couldn't do it so openly under Matthew's nose. We haven’t even declared the end of our engagement yet. If someone were to see us, that would be a scandal.

“Charles-“

In no time, we were in such an intense kissing game where we both wanted to show who was the best kisser. My rationality told me that even though I also desired it, I couldn't do it. I don’t even know if this man will make me his Luna!

"Let go of me!"

The sensory stimulation intensified along with nervousness and fear, and I couldn't control myself from accommodating him. Charles used one hand to pinch my neck.

"Call me by my name again- Laura,"

I dared not speak anymore and endured everything that followed with my mouth closed. Charles reversed the situation and tried to comfort me,

"No one will find us here. Don’t you trust me?”

Charles looks at me with his gentle orbs. Only then did I feel calm. Charles leaned for a kiss again, and this time, I made muffled moans.

When we were at our most intense moment, my phone suddenly rang. We were startled, and Charles couldn't help but frown.

"Answer it."

After hesitating for a moment, I still answered the call. Matthew didn't ask where she was but apologized on his own before telling me to go home alone. Matthew explained that he had to leave for a work-related matter, but I know it’s Gina.

“Sure.”

After hanging up the phone, I felt utterly unburdened. Then I turned to Charles with a smile.

“Shall we continue this elsewhere?”