Edith stared at Casey warily, as she had a strong feeling that Casey was fooling her.
âCan you massage? But I havenât know about that.â asked Edith.
"I learned it during my leisure time. You didn't bother to care about me before. So I was not given a chance to practice it even if Iâm quite good at it." Casey said in an innocent tone.
Edith thought that he was right. Even until now, she didn't know what Casey was good at.
Everyone used to say that Casey was a good-for-nothing. Even if she didn't think so, as the old saying went, âa rumor, if repeated often enough, will be accepted as truthâ, after hearing about it for countless times, she subconsciously agreed that Casey was good for nothing in the end.
"If you are afraid that I will do anything offensive to you, then forget it and go to sleep." Casey said.
"Wait a minute," Edith cut in.
What she was thinking was that if Casey really wanted to do something, he would have done it a long time ago. Now that he said he was good at massaging, she should have a try on it. After all, she really felt tired after these days of heavy work.
When hearing Edithâs words, Casey smirked in his heart. As long as the fish took the bait, it was for sure that it couldnât run away.
In fact, he didnât intend to take advantage of Edith when giving her a massage. He was not that horny.
The reason why he thought so was that he had 100% confidence in his massaging techniques and believed that once Edith had a try, she would be obsessed with it.
And as long as Edith was obsessed with his massage, their relationship would be naturally improved and they would have a consummation one day.
âThen have a try. Letâs clear it first, if you dare to touch the place that you shouldnât touch⦠I would⦠I would turn against you.â Edith stammered, wanting to say some serious punishment yet only spitting out the words âturn against youâ after a long while.
Casey felt that Edith was so cute. How lucky he was to marry such a cute wife!
Edith lay on her stomach on the bed and nervously waited for Caseyâs massage.
Casey glanced at her and then said, âGive me your hands and relax yourself. You may feel it hurts at the very beginning.â
Edith gave her hands to Casey. Casey grasped them from behind, put one of her hand on her waist, and suddenly pulled the other hand towards himself.
Then there came the cracking sound of her bones.
Ah!!
Edith failed to bear it and let out a scream. At the beginning, she really felt that it hurt, but gradually, she began to ⦠enjoy it.
Casey⦠He really had good massaging techniques.
âHow do you feel? Is the strength acceptable?â Casey asked with a smile.
Edith nodded and totally relaxed herself to enjoy the massage.
Seeing that Edith had gotten relaxed, Casey began to strut his stuff and showed all he had learned about massage.
Edith just felt limp and numb and the tiredness and sourness brought by the work were all dispelled and replaced by comfortableness.
As it was so comfortable, Edith even let out some weird soundsâ¦
âWhy didnât you tell me that you have such awesome massaging techniques? With your expertise, I think your business will be booming even if you just start a small massaging studio.â said Edith casually.
Casey laughed and said, âMy massage is only available to you.â
Edithâs heart missed one beat and felt her having a feeling for him. It wasnât because of his blandishments; it was because of his awesome massaging techniques.
She felt herself relaxed after a while, as if she was a puff of cloud drifting on the sky.
âActually, Iâm expertise in many fields. If you want to know, I can show them to you, only to you.â
Casey had been hunkering down before, but now in front of his beloved woman, he chose to keep a high profile.
But Edith gave him no reply. Casey stole a glance at Edithâs face and found that she had fallen asleep.
He smiled lovingly and helplessly, and then put a blanket on her.
Looking at the curvaceous shape on the bed, Casey suddenly had an impulse to touch her, but he didnât want to take advantage of her without her knowledge.
Even if he was to touch her, it should be done when Edith was sober.
Casey gave up the idea and made a bed on the floor, and then fell asleep on it.
On the next morning, when Edith woke up, she stretched herself lazily and felt quite at ease.
âCasey did have awesome massaging techniques. How come I didnât find it out before?â Edith sighed in heart.
âHe said it is only available to me last night. It feels good.â
A sweet smile appeared on Edithâs face. It was the first time that she showed such a smile since their marriage.
Today was Sunday and Edith didnât have to go to the company. Thanks to the massage given by Casey yesterday, she was now in a good mood and decided to go out with Casey to buy pancakes.
When they arrived at the stall, Casey shot a glance at the middle-aged owner and read that something had gone wrong from his expression.
âYou didnât open your stall yesterday, are you having troubles?â Casey asked casually.
The owner laughed and replied, âI got a minor problem so I didnât come.â
Judging from the haggard look from his eyes, it seemed that the âminor problemâ he mentioned was not that simple.
âIf you canât solve it, I can do you a favor.â said Casey.
âItâs okay. I can handle it. Looks like you two are in a good mood today. She took the initiative to invite you here?â The middle-aged owner smiled and asked.
Casey replied with a smile and nodded.
âWow, I sincerely hope that you will have a more affectionate relationship.â The owner handed the pancakes to Casey and expressed his blessing.
Casey thanked the owner, took the pancakes, and then turned around.
Although Casey could felt that the owner was suffering from something, since he was reluctant to tell him what had happened, it was hard for Casey to help him.
Plus, he felt that this middle-aged stall owner was extraordinary and believed that he could handle it.
âThe stall owner looks more haggard than before. Did he have any troubles?â Out of curiosity, Edith asked.
âLife is hard and everyone has his/her own troubles.â Casey sighed.
Edith shot him a strange look. She didnât expect that he would let out such a sigh.
The two then went back home. When Amara saw the pancakes in Caseyâs hand, she snatched it without saying a word.
âMom, what are you doing? Itâs Caseyâs breakfast! Didnât you say that you wanted to make breakfast by yourself?â Edith complained.
âWhat? His breakfast? It was bought with our money! I suddenly lose the interest in making breakfast.
So Iâll take it as my breakfast.â Amara argued in a firm tone.
âMom!â Edith couldnât just stand by any more.
âItâs okay. Let mom take the pancake. Iâll go and make breakfast.â
Casey didnât mind it at all. He walked into the kitchen and made himself a breakfast.
At ten oâclock, Amara and Nicolas were both out, leaving only Edith and Casey at home.
The doorbell rang. Casey walked over, opened the door, and saw a slender girl in fashionable, sexy dress.
Casey had seen her before. She was Edithâs bosom friend â Diana Damla.