George's POV
"George! I'm not accusing you, okay? I just—"
"Leave me alone if you're that exasperated. I can't afford to see you here as well."
Yul released a deep sigh. A sigh of vexation.
He was confused and didn't know what to do, and of course, we were not arguing.
We were not like this before Yul went out and spend the night in his office so maybe, everything is blurry for him right now but I don't know if I will tell him.
I rolled my eyes.
"Please, I'm exhausted and I have a lot of work to do. I still need some time to figure out what happened or what made you angry like this, but please let's go home. Let's get inside and solve it on our own. It's our own problem after all," pleased Yul.
I'm not saying anything, I just freeze into his eyes. I can't even find the right word to say to admit to him what made me vexed.
I was frozen there for a couple of minutes but suddenly Harry spoke.
"Maybe Stacey needs her time alone."
"Bro, I am her husband and I know about that. And I know this is not a simple misunderstanding. I know something happened that made her irritated."
Actually, it makes me BLUSH! Oh my god, please don't show it to him, Stace! No, no, no! In the middle of a serious situation?! Really?!
"Yeah I know you're her husband but I'm brother and friend, and I know too."
Yul Matthew can't help laughing now. He was bursting into tears as he laughed in front of Harry.
"Were you trying to equate our relationship as husband and wife with you as her brother to invalidate me?"
"No, it's not like that. Please don't think that way."
"All right, then don't give me reasons to think that way."
I was out of myself. I didn't know what to do. They were fighting in front of me and all I wanted right now was to just need some fresh air.
Suddenly, the conversation has been cut off when my phone rings again.
The call is coming from an unknown number again It's not registered just like when Maecey called me earlier.
But who is it is time?
"I need to pick us up," I said and then went away.
Their arguments continued and no one bothered to follow me—actually no, because Yul followed me.
I didn't mind him and just answered the call.
"Hello?" I said as soon as I picked up the call.
"Ate?"
The voice is coming from a woman and I believe this is so familiar.
"Oh my gosh, it's still you! Thank you so much, I finally managed to find your phone number. It's still me, Maecey."
"Oh, hey why did you call?"
Maecey said, "I just wanted to meet you. Can we meet, please? Macky and Mane want to meet you too. You know, sometimes they really acted weird, but they like you ever since!"
She's jolly as usual!
As much as I want to talk to her longer, her brother is fuming as he comes to me.
It feels like there is some smoke coming out of his ears and mouth! Even in his nose, though!
I suddenly chortled.
Wait, what?!
I chortled?!
Damn! Crazy bitch, I am!
I'm mad at him, why am I suddenly showing affection and emotion? Damn, crazy!
Yul took away my phone.
"Your Ate and I will talk. We will visit the mansion as soon as I have free time, okay? See you soon, baby girl!" said Yul.
I blushed again.
I even felt my heart thumping so fast. Am I a teenager?
How the hell do I feel about this?
Yul Matthew looked at me, so I returned the same energy.
"So tell me, what's bugging you, wifey?"
He was exhausted.
I can see it in his eyes. Did he really stay up late for work?
But I know what I saw!
Did I see it?
Actually...
"Who are you with?" I asked to fill the void.
There's something wrong.
"I'm alone in my very office. I was actually waiting for you to come because I know you would know and read me. I can't eat dinner while working."
There's a pinch of ache in my heart.
He knows...
"But I heard someone —"
"I know. I heard it too! It was Macky."
"Macky?" I asked.
"Did you forget? Time flies so fast, Macky is taller than me now. He visited me last night and brought a girl. He said he would like to borrow my office, so I gave him that."
"H-huh?"
So am I just being paranoid?
Yul walked forward and held my hand.
He kissed every tip of my finger and licked them too!
"GOSH! YUL MATTHEW!"
He chortled and hugged me.
He succumbed to my body with his embrace and just left a part of my face so he could see.
"Are you afraid I would suddenly slip into that again? Into the version that hurts you to the extent you have to go abroad?"
I took a deep sigh.
"I'm not. I just don't trust myself. I feel Ike I'm not enough to satisfy you and your needs."
He kissed my forehead.
God damn it, that's electrifying...
"I know. I'm afraid that it'll give you reasons to leave me because of my sickness. I've done so many samples and tests. I've become a better version of myself, for you, alone. Before coming back to you, I made sure I'm fine."
He kissed my lips now. Claiming me again as his wife.
So those tears I've released were just a waste?
Tch.
His hands then traveled to my breast, cupping it as if he was gripping his hard cock.
My hands traveled inside his pants, closing my eyes, and now rubbing his cock.
In the middle of the kiss, I said, "Get inside me, please."
He continued passionately kissing me, and speak in the middle of the kiss too.
"God... don't beg. It's my pleasure."
I moaned.
"Oh please, do your pleasure."
He spanked my butt!
"You don't have to beg, naughty sexy girl."
I chuckled.
"Am I turning you on by begging?"
"The fuck, you're my queen!"
He paused to bite my lips and licked up passionately.
"...you don't deserve to beg. I will do them instead."
He carried me as if we were doing the piggy front.
He keeps on spanking my butt while not cutting the kiss... the long and drunkenly kiss.
"You're mine, okay? You're mine."
"Who says that I'm not?" I asked.
"Nothing, but I'm just reminding some peasants."