Love the Second Time Around
Chapter 5
Chapter 5 Paying The Price For Her Past
A woman was actually lying on my bed, and she was even wearing my camisole nightgown. When she caught sight of me, she flashed me a sweet smile.
If I weren’t still at home, I would definitely think that I had entered the wrong room. At a closer look, I realized that she was actually the woman in the video.
All at once, my temper flared. I rushed over and raised my hand to swing it across her face. Alas, before my hand landed on her face, another hand gripped mine and yanked me away, causing me to stumble and fall onto the floor.
As my head jerked up incredulously, I was greeted by none other than my so-called husband, Julius.
Throwing me a cold look, he closed the bedroom door and then stalked toward me step by step.
“Nevermind if you have a mistress out there, but you actually dared to bring her home to sleep on my bed, wearing my nightgown? Are you f*cking insane, Julius Keaton?”
up before yanking the covers off the bed and wrapping me up in them. My screams and curses fell onto deaf ears. In fact, his entire person was so calm that fear
the woman on the bed remained sprawled
the bed. Since I was trussed up like a turkey,
of this, Julius? What the
for an explanation from him, yet it was such an outcome that greeted me. As such,
Julius’ lips curved into a smirk, and he started
times, but today, it seemed utterly
to give you an explanation through action. After all,
into a million pieces. Oh God, is this really the Julius I know? Does
enemies! Not only are you nary the slightest bit guilty for having cheated on me, but
About Love the Second Time Around - Chapter 5
Love the Second Time Around is the best current series of the author Krista Lakes. With the below Chapter 5 content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 5 and update the next chapters of this series at novelebook.com