The fifteenth time he rejected me in bed, I finally accepted that my husband was repulsed by me. I retreated to the master bedroom, scrolling through divorce lawyers on my phone, when bizarre floating text suddenly materialized in the air right in front of my face.
[Thank God! The ugly ex-wife is finally asking for a divorce. Our pure endgame couple is about to meet!]
[Bro, who else is hyped? Watching the untouchable billionaire CEO completely lose his mind over the poor, sweet innocent girl, going at it seven times a night... that is the spicy content I need.]
[I kind of feel bad for the ex-wife though. She loved him for years, never even got to sleep with him, and walks away with absolutely nothing.]
[Who cares! Everything the male lead has belongs to our sweet Stella anyway. The ex-wife was born a broke loser! Once they divorce, she will be working fast food.]
Reading those glowing words, a fiery rage boiled up in my chest.
Why? Why does his next girl get everything, while I end up with an empty bank account and an empty bed?
Blind with anger, I stormed right into the master bathroom, completely ignoring boundaries, and launched myself at Kevin while he was under the showerhead.
Pure and untouched, huh? I am taking a massive bite out of this prime meat first.
I refuse to leave him completely wrapped up in a bow for the next girl.
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I threw the bathroom door open. Kevin was facing away from me under the spray.
We had been married for a long time, but this was the very first time I had ever seen him completely naked.
Hearing the noise, Kevin turned around. Our eyes locked.
A rare flash of shock crossed his face.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
I stepped right into the shower.
"Getting down to business."
I threw my arms around his neck, got up on my tiptoes, and smashed my lips against his.
I had secretly loved Kevin for three years and had been married to him for one. This was my very first time tasting the lips of this untouchable man.
It was incredibly intoxicating.
I could not help but deepen the kiss, biting his lower lip until he let out a muffled groan.
He finally snapped out of his shock and shoved me away hard.
"Wendy, have you lost your mind? Who gave you the nerve to pull a stunt like this?"
"Do not forget our agreement. This marriage is strictly a business arrangement."
Right. His wealthy family had backed him into a corner about settling down, and I just happened to be in the right place at the right time. He used me as a convenient shield.
But those glowing comments floating in my vision were stabbing me right in the heart. I refused to swallow this humiliation.
Why? According to those comments, that so-called "sweet girl" had nothing going for her except being a little prettier than me.
Why does she get to devour Kevin while I get kicked to the curb with absolutely nothing? I reject that script!
I quickly stripped off my wet clothes, showing a reckless stubbornness I rarely displayed around him.
"We are legally married anyway. I am getting my money's worth out of this arrangement tonight."
My sudden outburst seemed to throw Kevin off balance.
He completely forgot he was naked. He walked over and gently touched my forehead.
"What is wrong with you? Are you feeling sick?"
He looked so gentle and concerned.
It was always like this. Always exactly like this.
He clearly did not love me. He was usually entirely aloof and distant.
But the second I showed any sign of discomfort, he acted like he deeply cared.
The bitter ache in my chest became entirely unbearable. I threw myself against his wet chest.
"Kevin, just kiss me, please. Just kiss me and the pain will go away."
The man in my arms tensed up. I could feel a distinct physical reaction pressing against me.
Just when I thought Kevin was going to take things further, he let out a long, heavy sigh.
His voice turned freezing cold again. "Wendy, get out."
"Our arrangement has not changed."
"Besides, I do not have feelings for you. We are not sleeping together."
"Drop this fantasy and just play your role as my wife on paper."
Maybe he realized his words were a bit too harsh.
His tone softened slightly. "Tomorrow, I will have my assistant wire you one hundred and fifty thousand dollars."
"Consider it compensation for your grievances."