My Remarried Wife

That night, she had a dream.

She dreamed that night a month ago. The man held her waist forcibly and plundered her, hot and unrestrained kisses, hot breath, and deep gasps.

Forsythia turned over, lifted the quilt, and opened her eyes.

It was already dawn, and the room was filled with sunshine and morning breath coming in from the window.

Forsythia sat up and leaned against the chair, feeling confused.

How could she meet that man after such a long time?

In her dream, the man was still strong.

But she couldn’t hear his voice.

Forsythia wiped the sweat on her forehead, and her throat suddenly itched. She covered her mouth and coughed a few times. Then she suddenly remembered something and looked at the bed not far away.

Since Richie was still sleeping, Forsythia was afraid of disturbing him, so she had to stop coughing. But her throat was so uncomfortable that she had to get up quickly, barefoot, and hide in the bathroom.

After coughing for a long time in the bathroom, Forsythia squeezed toothpaste to brush her teeth.

Richie had a light sleep. He woke up the moment she turned over, but he didn’t open his eyes.

A moment later, he heard a cough, but it was quickly covered. Then he heard her stand up and go to the bathroom in a hurry.

Then there was a suppressed cough from the bathroom as if she didn’t want him to hear it.

But the room’s area was limited. No matter how hard Forsythia tried to suppress it, the cough would still come out. Besides, it was very quiet around, and there was no chaotic sound. These sounds could be heard by Richie.

Thinking of what Greg had said to him last night.

“Miss Shen is pregnant now. Isn’t it appropriate to sleep on the floor?”

Although it was not wintering now, it was autumn. The floor was only covered with a layer of the quilt, and she was a woman. It was not good for her health to sleep for a long time.

He opened his eyes, blinked, and closed them a moment later.

But all he could think about was the scene that the woman covered her mouth and coughed in the bathroom.

time on the bedside table. There was still an

washing her face and brushing her teeth, Forsythia came out of the bathroom. She was a little embarrassed to find that Richie had gotten up. “I’m sorry. Did

Hearing this, Richie frowned.

bit of self-knowledge and knew that she

get dressed every morning when she got up. But she didn’t care

Richie that she suddenly remembered what

gentle. You

the face of his accusation, Forsythia had nothing to refute. Indeed, she had quarreled with him. She could only lower her head, pinch the corner of her clothes, and whisper,

Apology?

weak and incompetent look made him

fight back? She couldn’t control her cough! Whatever

The cold eyes of

was wrong with him, but he felt that Forsythia was

face of those people’s bullying, but

up.” Finally, Forsythia looked up at Richie and

lips into a

“Come here.”

face changed and she

wear any

bit her lower lip and

his eyebrows

him helplessly, but every step she took was like stepping

she stood in front of him, she almost

tried to pull her away. Forsythia screamed

the air

while, he frowned and asked, “what the hell

Forsythia squatted there still.

“What?”

stomachache. “Finally, she found a lame excuse and decided

“Stomachache?”

him last night. Did he catch

this possibility, he felt

didn’t say anything, and neither did

the two of

of Greg. But Forsythia didn’t dare to

forgot how long she had squatted. Her