Chapter 4 He Wants Me

I hide in Luke Sheng's arms like a badly frightened bird, grabbing his clothes nervously. He is 1.85 meters tall, while I am 1.65, so it is easy for him to shelter petite girls like me.

I hear my mother-in-law said in a panic, "Oh my god, it's wrong." turning around and runs away.

I am scared to sweat, and my clothes get wet. Luke laughs at me, "How can you cheat lack of courage?"

I bit slightly on his cheat, thinking of his prank.

I hear the groans, then breathe quickly.

He lifts me, putting me on a compartment store sundries. And he locks the door.

"Luke, we can't have sex in such a place." I am not recovering from the frightening, pushing him away.

"It's you induce me first.Rachel." Luke squints his eyes. There was a sigh danger of that.

"No."

"Rachel, that's your last chance. Are you sure to give up?" Luke looks at me, taunting.

The last chance? I know what it means if I say no, there will be no more chance to connect with him.

I have been through the sufferings, and the abandoned dignity won't allow me to turn him down.

Thinking that I close my eyes, put off my clothes by myself. Once you choose to walk some path, you have to walk until the end, even if there are full thistles and thorns.

I near tear by the pain when he gets into me.

But that's my choice. So I cater to Luke no matter how reluctant I am.

He passes me a pile of money as he finishes. "Buy some birth control pills."

I don't want to take it to shame myself.

"It's money to live, not for nurture." Luke plugs it in my hand, smiling slightly.

Then he lifts his pants and leaves.

My legs ache for a while. I sit on the toilet with my skirt on. Then my minds drift away.

I have achieved my goal. But I don't have the joy, I imagine. After the excitement and love, there are only endless emptiness and loneliness.

Luckily, this sadness doesn't last for long, so I clean up and get out of the bathroom.

The parents-in-law are already full, but there are still a lot of vegetables left. They insist on packing, and I don't stop them, just asking the waiter to pack them up.

When we come home, I am so tired that I went directly to the bedroom to sleep.

From last night to this day during the day, I was exhausted, and soon, I fell asleep in a daze.

In my dream, I have sex with Luke again. His sturdy body makes me breathless.

I feel that it is too real, so I opened my eyes and saw Hank pressing on me. His hands are unbuttoning my shirt.

I pushed him away suddenly, saying sharply: "What are you doing?"

"Why do you react so dramatic? My parents are still at home, so keep your voice down." Hank says in dissatisfaction.

"Don't touch me." I look at him coldly.

"You are my wife, who else would touch you?" Hank looks at me, gloomily.

"If you won't have sex, go for your mistress." I turn over and turn my back to Hank.

"Lina Lin is pregnant. It is impossible to have sex now."

"If so, what about me? It doesn't take long for me to have a miscarriage."

"You have recovered within these days. Besides, don't you want to have sex?" Hank says, pouncing on me again.

I feel nauseous like being raped by a disliked person. So I kick him randomly. Then I kick on his dick.

He takes a deep breath, clutching his dick like a shrimp.

"Rachel Xu, you are cruel."

"You can speak loud if you want.!"

I would worry about him before. But now, I only feel regret for not wearing high shoes. So that to kick him harder.

Hank felt shame. I used to be very gentle to him, praising him. So the change in attitude makes him unacceptable.

"Rachel, I know you are in a bad mood right now. So I won't blame it on you. We will discuss it when you feel better." His voice suddenly softened, just like to make a concession.

I don't have the energy to talk nonsense with him. And defeat him in language won't help me much under the current situation. What's more, his parents are still in our home. I don't want them would have goods on me.

But I can't sleep anymore. I get up and walk directly outside.

My mother-in-law heats the leftovers and cooked porridge. She turns to be upset about seeing me. "You are not pregnant now, why do you still get up so late?"

The word "pregnancy" I have heard countless times today, tears me again, and it bleeds.

"I'm out of sorts."

"You don't go to work, don't do housework at home. You just stay at home, why do you still be weak." Mother-in-law mumbles at the dining table.

The father-in-law coughs, reminding her in a low voice: "Okay, stop saying that!"

My hungry stomach suddenly feels full immediately.

Thinking of that, my phone rings. Hank picks it up before me.