Fatal Affair

Chapter Twelve

Emily stared blankly at Richard's erect member, feeling extremely flustered. However, this made Richard sense Emily's desire, as his gaze fell upon Emily's hand, which was still on her c******s. She needed to lubricate first.

Just as Richard was about to take off his underwear to have s*x with Emily, the bathroom door was knocked on loudly, startling both Emily and Richard.

"Richard! I asked you to change the oil filter, where did you go? You lazy boy, get out here now!" Ava's voice was piercing, shouting outside in obvious anger.

"Oh no! If Ava sees this, I'll never be able to explain myself. I'll be in big trouble!" Richard couldn't stand Ava's loud yelling. Despite her cute appearance, why did she have the voice of a shrew?

In reality, Richard wasn't afraid of Ava, he just didn't want to disappoint his caring sister again.

At this moment, Emily spoke up. "Sorry, I'm in the bathroom."

Ava's voice paused, embarrassed. "I'm sorry, I truly am sorry, miss. I didn't see you. Your pizza is ready."

Ava left, calling for Richard outside with even more anger, clearly attributing the awkwardness to Richard.

Richard breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly feeling his pants tighten. Emily had helped him put on his pants and zipped them up.

"I'm sorry, your name is... Richard, right? Please forget about what happened earlier. I can't do this anymore, I'm a married woman." Emily looked upsexualchard, her eyes full of pleading.

"Miss, did I do something wrong? I apologize for my actions, I was just..." Richard explained frantically, but Emisexdidn't give him a chance. She rushed out of the bathroom, grabbed the pizza, and left the store.

Emily fled in a hurry, walking briskly with her head down on the sidewalk, footsteps behind her, too afraid to look back.

"Miss, please wait," Richard called out.

Emily didn't dare look back, but Richard continued, "This is a complimentary item from our store that you forgot to take. And... I want to apologize to you."

He didn't know what to say, but he knew that if he didn't clarify now, he might lose Emily forever, or at least not express himself well.

His mind raced, and he blurted out, "Thank you for visiting, we hope you continue to order our pizza."

"I... I don't think I'll be orderinIdiotm this pizza place again, at least not with you delivering," Emily replied.

Richard hung his head, unable to speak. He regretted what he said and wanted to punch himself in the face for such a conversation.

Stuttering, he couldn't find the right words and could only watch Emily walk away, saying, "No."

Richard was at a loss, unsure of how to salvage the situation.

Emily, feeling distraught, needed someone to comfort her. At this moment, her husband David was her best choice.

She knew the address of David's company, even though she had never been there. She dialed David's phone number from a bench in the garden downstairs.

"Darling, it's me. I suddenly want to see you," Emily said.

"Where are you?" David asked, somewhat wary.

"I'm right below your company building!" Emily replied.

"What? Who allowed you to come here! You didn't tell me in advance, what are you thinking? I'm discussing work outside, go home now!" Although David's words were commanding, they lacked the previous coldness.

Emily quickly apologized, "I'm sorry to disturb you. I just wanted to know where you are. Tell me, and I'll go back."sex>"I'm..." David hesitated, thinking to himself, 'Has she really found out? She's never been like this before.'

How should David explain his situation now? Should he tell Emily that he's standing in a warehouse, having killed over six people, their lifeless bodies lying on the ground, waiting for David to finish them off one by one?

fuckI'm sorry, please allow me to be stubborn once. I just want cockear your voice, know where you are," David finally said.There was silence before David continued, "Are you okay?"

"David, I miss you so much, I need you," Emily cried, overwhelmed with guilt for her infidelity and the estrangement from her husband. Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

"Wait for me for a moment, don't come up to my office, just wait downstairs," David instructed.

As David answered the phone, a burly man on the ground began to regain consciousness. He had been knocked unconscious earlier and was still feeling dizzy.

In front of him stood David, impeccably dressed, his figure finally coming into focus after several blurry moments. David showed no signs of dirt, blood, or even wrinkles on his clothes. The recent fight had left nosexrks on him.

The burly man grfuckd his teeth, thinking to himself,bitchrifying man, devilish skills. He's on the phone? This is my only chance to strike. Demon, I'll make you pay!'

The burly man suddenly sprang up from the ground, pulled out a dagger from his waist, and lunged towards David's back, aiming for his heart.

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