chapter 4 Confrontation between husband and wife

"The foreman talks about serving others and being happy all day long. William, I'm not talking about you."
Simon complained while massaging William.
What could William say?
What did it mean that there was no distinction between high and low in work?
It was okay to say it on the spot, but whoever believed it was really short-sighted.
"William, two years ago, I saw you shopping with a very beautiful woman. I was quite far away from you at that time, so I didn't call you. Is that your wife?"
"Uh yes."
"I'm so envious of you, your wife is such a beauty!"
"Hehe."
William sighed secretly.
"Envy me? Are you jealous that I was cuckolded by that beautiful woman?" William thought.
He could only force a smile.
How did he have the nerve to tell others about being cheated on?
Every man didn't have that face.
Before leaving, Simon summoned up the courage to ask William if he could find him a job.
In his eyes, William was a capable person.
William smiled bitterly in his heart.
In the past, this was not a problem.
But now, he still didn't know where to eat his next meal.
However, he really didn't want to disappoint Simon.
He just said that he would help him look for it and let him know if there was anything suitable.
When checking out, William took out another three hundred and asked the girl at the counter to deliver it to Simon.
Counted as a tip.
Simon would definitely not be able to wipe his face if he did it in person.
Well!
Money makes a hero brave.
William was very confident. With his work experience, it should not be difficult to find a job.
Walked to the door of his house.
He felt uneasy again.
He was so full of anger that he couldn't vent it, and he had to force a smile to paralyze Emma.
This feeling was really crazy.
How he wanted to turn over everything and break it up in one fell swoop!
But he couldn't.
Would she become a single parent before his daughter went to school?
Did he really have to break off his long-standing relationship with Emma?
William raised his hand to knock on the door.
He thought about it and put it down.
Not long ago, he was full of confidence.
He felt like he could face it all.
Now it seemed that he still overestimated himself.
The door opened by itself.
Revealing Emma's beautiful face.
At this moment, blood rushed to William's head again.
The intimate scene of Emma and her lover in the underground garage flashed before William again.
Anger rose wildly.
William took a deep breath and almost punched her.
"William, what are you doing standing around? Come in!"
Emma said impatiently.
"You."
William opened his mouth, wanting to ask her who she was with just now.
However, strong reason finally suppressed the impulse.
"What's wrong with me?" Emma frowned, "Why is your face so red?"
Emma was now wearing a set of home pajamas.
The collar area was wide open.
There seemed to be a deep trench beneath the white surface, which could drown all the men in the world.
William's heart was bleeding.
This woman originally belonged to him completely.
And not long ago, she had sex with another man.
He was not convinced!
Even if you beat him to death, he won't accept it!
Anger, completely burning. No trace of reason remained.
William walked into the house, kicked the door to shut it, picked up Emma like a princess, and walked towards the bedroom.
"William, let me go. What are you going to do?" Emma screamed and struggled desperately.
William gasped and said, "I haven't touched a woman for more than a year. What do you want me to do?"
He threw Emma on the soft mattress.
He tore off her clothes and rushed forward.
Emma was frightened.
At this moment, William was like a wild beast.
He ripped open her nightgown without any grace.
Despite her rejection and struggle.
For the first time, he took possession of her by force.
At first, Emma resisted desperately.
He kept saying no.
William was completely aroused by her reaction and did not consider pity for her at all.
He treated Emma almost roughly.
In the past, he was not willing to force her to do anything.
Even if it was an obligation between husband and wife.
However, love could not buy loyalty.
Consideration was not rewarded.
The woman he cherished so much turned into a slut capable of playing any tricks in another bed.
Jealousy and rage tortured William.
He gritted his teeth and refused to listen to Emma's plea.
He only regarded the woman beneath him as a dead thing.
The storm finally passed.
Breathing, finally stable.
Emma, lying naked on the bed.
There were traces left by William all over her body.
She herself was exhausted and breathless.
The iconic blush appeared on her face again.
In the past, William would have been proud.
He could not only give Emma material satisfaction.
He could also give her physical satisfaction.
But now, all he had in mind was the pleasure of revenge.
He wanted to ask Emma maliciously, who was more powerful, him or that man?
"I'm afraid it's hard for your lover to see this mark of love, right?" He thought.
At the very least, Emma couldn't see that man again within a week!
"William, are you crazy?" Emma reluctantly opened her eyes.
Looking at William, she looked in disbelief.
Her husband had never treated her so roughly.
Although she got a different kind of satisfaction, she was still surprised.
"Emma, I'm sorry for hurting you. I miss you so much."
William gently touched her body.
There was deep affection in his eyes.
William's expression was reflected in the full-length mirror opposite the big bed.
He almost vomited.
William never thought that he could be so inconsistent in front of Emma.
Haha, he still had to thank Emma.
Without her harm, he wouldn't be able to force his explosive acting skills.
"Get out!" Emma cursed weakly, "You bastard!"
"Okay, I'm a bastard! Get out of here now!" William sneered again and again.
Get out of bed and get dressed.
"Am I a bastard? Hehe! It's me, the bastard, who earns money for you to spend! It's me, the bastard, who treats you like a queen. I am the bastard who wants to give you one last chance after knowing that you cheated!"
The little pity brought about by the intimate act just now was completely shattered by Emma's words.
There was a saying that when a couple gets along, they quarrel at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed.
But the premise of peace was that there were still feelings.
Maybe she found something wrong with her attitude. Emma's eyes were slightly flustered, and she quickly made amends.
"William, I'm hungry. Please cook for me."
William paused.
Turning his back to Emma, he slowly said "Okay".
It was not like the two of them had ever quarreled.
In the past, Emma would use this trick whenever she was in trouble.
It was impossible to apologize.
She said she was hungry, just to give William a chance to step down.
William would firmly catch the steps and get into the kitchen.
The quarrel between husband and wife was over.
In the past, if Emma said this, William would immediately calm down.
The beautiful women took the initiative to show weakness.
What else did he care about?
But today William didn't want to let it go.
"I don't want to cook, let's order takeout!" William said forcefully.
Emma's eyes slowly widened.
It seemed that she didn't recognize the man in front of her.