After Five Years Of Marriage

Chapter 2

Jessica rushed into the bedroom, still holding the divorce papers in her hands. She saw her husband stripping off his black suit as he stood naked in their bedroom, wanting to take his bath.

She gulped hard as her blue eyes came in contact with her husband’s hard body. He might look as though he was not aging at all, but he had matured and was not the same man she had married five years ago.

Jessica remembered how her father had rejected Dylan because her family had a personal hatred for poor people. She had begged her family on his behalf and acted annoyed with her parents just so they could approve of Dylan and accept him as her husband.

She had supported his business until it grew, and now that he was already established and a billionaire, they were blessed with two beautiful kids. Dylan was now speaking to her about divorce and having second thoughts about their five years of marriage.

Jessica knew that marriage was not a do-or-die affair, but she had tried to be the best wife she could be to Dylan.

She woke up very early in the morning and prepared breakfast for him and their kids. She had to prepare them early in the morning to take them to school and still return to their school after closing hours to bring them home.

Jessica knew that she had paused her own life to help Dylan build his life and their family. She had trained their two kids at home and become a full-time housewife. Now, Dylan was telling her about a divorce and that their five years of marriage were over.

“Dylan,” Jessica called her husband to gain his attention. He turned around to face her after taking off all his clothes.

“What is it? Have you signed the divorce papers?” Dylan asked as he stared coldly at Jessica’s face.

“No, Dylan. We cannot divorce. I cannot agree to divorce you, and you know that I love you very much,” Jessica replied, wanting to believe that her husband had spoken to her about divorce because he was drunk.

She walked up to her husband and embraced him where he stood in the middle of their bedroom, trying to touch his hard, bronze, chiselled chest. However, Dylan quickly pulled her hand away before she could feel his hardness.

Dylan shoved Jessica's hand down beside her and told her, “You have no right to my body anymore, Jessica! The sooner you sign those divorce papers and leave, the better. You can return to your father’s house and get another man who will marry you.”

“What!” Jessica looked puzzled and heartbroken by her husband’s statement. Her blue eyes turned red and welled up with hot tears.

She questioned him, “So you’re cheating on me now, Dylan? You can confidently tell me to leave, go back to my parents’ house, and get another man to marry me? Is that how much hatred you have for me now?”

Dylan ignored his wife’s questions. He was naked and could feel her eyes all over his bare body and on his d**k.

Dylan quickly walked through the bathroom door to take his bath while Jessica stood speechless in their bedroom, still holding the divorce papers in her hands.

Jessica missed her husband and wanted him to make love to her. She had hoped that when Dylan returned home, he would apologise to her and explain where he had gone for two days. Instead, he was speaking to her about divorce, telling her that she no longer had access to his body and depriving her of her conjugal rights.

Jessica looked at the divorce papers in her hands. The white bedroom light was still on, and the bedroom was painted white.

She walked up to the white bed’s headboard and safely placed the divorce papers there on their magnificent bed.

She stripped off her white dress and decided to join Dylan in the bath, believing that he was still joking and doing all this because of the alcohol he had consumed.

Jessica stripped naked and walked into the bathroom to join her husband. She wanted to torture him with the same level of torture he had just given her.

She was a thick, fair-skinned woman with a pointed nose, sparkling blue eyes, and long, blonde hair.

Jessica knew that she had a nice, curvy shape, even after giving birth to two beautiful children. She still looked cute and sexy, and many mature men out there still wooed her and asked her out on dates. But, she was a faithful woman who loved Dylan very much and could not cheat on him.

Jessica had never looked down on Dylan, not even when he was poor and struggling.

She loved him and supported him. She made love to him in whatever way he wanted because Dylan was a s*x addict, and they were blessed with two beautiful children.

Jessica remembered that she had met Dylan at a fuel station where he worked as a fuel attendant. He had sold fuel to her car on the first day they met. She quickly walked into the bathroom to join her husband, before he finished his bath or stepped out of the bathroom.

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Dylan was standing under the shower tap. He did not use the white bathtub when bathing.

When he saw Jessica walk into the bathroom to join him, her sexy body made him hard.

Dylan quickly looked away from Jessica as he hurried with his bath. He left the shower tap running to rinse off his soapy body, even though he had not yet finished bathing.

Dylan rushed out of the bathroom because he did not want to spend any more time there with Jessica. He knew that he would end up fûcking her hard in the bathroom and would not be able to resist her.

Jessica stood speechless in the bathroom and shook her head sadly as she watched Dylan run out.

She murmured, “What’s wrong with him? Why is he behaving like that?”

Jessica had seen how Dylan rushed out of the bathroom. She walked up to the white bathtub to have her bath there, as she usually preferred using it.

She got into the bathtub and started scrubbing her body.

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Meanwhile, Dylan walked into the master bedroom and knew that he wanted to divorce Jessica simply because his first love, Rosie Andrew, had returned to the country.

Rosie had visited Dylan at his company and in his office, where she cried and told him, “Why, Dylan? Why didn’t you wait for me to return home before you went ahead and married another woman, after knowing me for ten years and proposing to marry me first?”

Dylan knew that he had promised Rosie in the past that he would marry her when he deflowered her. He had been the first man to deflower Rosie, but he had not been the first man to deflower Jessica. Still, Jessica was kind-hearted toward him and was the most genuine woman he had ever met.

No matter what Dylan did to annoy Jessica or make her break up with him, she never got angry and mostly overlooked everything.

Dylan had told Jessica before that she could not continue going to work while ignoring her responsibility to take care of him and their two children at home and leaving all the work to their housemaid. He had even asked her, “Did you also want the maid to warm my bed?”

Jessica happily left her job as a banker at a big bank and became a full-time housewife just to please him.

Jessica’s car became faulty in the third year of their marriage, after Nina’s birth. The car could not work properly without a qualified mechanic to repair it. However, Dylan refused to repair her car or replace it with a new one, even though he was a billionaire.

Instead, Dylan bought a new car for himself to irritate Jessica and see if she would become annoyed and leave his house by divorcing him. But Jessica ignored him and managed her old car, using public transportation when necessary because he refused to buy her a new car.

Jessica refused to leave Dylan's home. She repaired her car and continued managing it.

Dylan reduced the amount of money he usually gave Jessica each week for taking care of their home and their two kids.

He remembered telling her, “You are too fat now, Jessica, and you should eat only once a day so that you can lose weight. This money will be enough for you and our two kids if you manage it. Don’t you watch your weight at all, Jessica? You have only two kids, and you’re already looking like my mother’s age-mate.”

Jessica smiled and replied, “But I’m still beautiful, Dylan. You don’t expect me to remain the same 22-year-old Jessica Albert you met and married before. I am 27 years old now, and I am expected to have changed. Change is always constant. Even you, my love, have changed. You look more mature and handsome than when we initially got married. So, you are changing too, my love.”

Dylan frowned because he knew that Jessica knew how to smile through every difficult situation with him. She never got annoyed with him or nagged at him. She never looked down on him or compared him with other top-notch billionaires in their state. Instead, she encouraged him never to give up in life.

He became frustrated, wondering how he could divorce the kind-hearted woman he had married.