I rolled my eyes as I stared at her. Didn’t she get tired of throwing herself at me when I clearly showed no interest?
“Don’t you get tired of this, Ella? I’m done with this, leave this place now.” I told her as I pointed at the door, for her to leave, but then she held on to my hand as she placed it on her breasts, a seductive smile on her face, and it didn’t even take a second before I pushed her hand off.
“Why will I ever get tired of trying to win my own husband? My own husband might not want me, but as his wife, don’t you think I have the right to make a move on him? Maybe our marriage won’t die?” She asked me, and I chuckled as I got off the chair.
“So the marriage won’t die? Can you even hear yourself, Ella? Do you really care if our marriage dies or not?” I asked her as I held h
