Exhausted, she sought solace in her motherâs arms, murmuring, âMom, itâs been eight years, and I thought Iâd moved on, but ever since I return to Duefron, heâs always been there, taunting me!â
Perhaps she hesitated earlier, but now she was resolute.
She resolved to return to Czanch.
With aging parents and a brother occupied in Duefron, she committed to caring for her family in Czanch.
Marriage prospects, whether fueled by love or not, seemed inconsequential; one impulsive choice sufficed.
Cecilia had shown courage in her youth.
Preferring to spare her daughterâs pain, Cecilia remained silent, offering only a comforting touch and honoring her daughterâs decision.
Soon, Olivia and Cecilia returned to Czanch, laden with belongings, opting for their own transportation.
In the chilly wintry morning, the frigid air transformed each exhaled breath into a fleeting mist, dissipating into the breeze.
Two sleek black vehicle departed from the villa in succession.
Edwin bid farewell at the villa gate, observing until the vehicles vanished from sight; then he leisurely lit a cigarette and sauntered indoors.
Ascending to the second-floor bedroom, he discovered Laura still in slumber.
Shedding his coat, he perched on the bedâs edge, giving her a playful pat on the rear.
âYouâve been basking in the sunâs rays, rise and shine!â
Their passionate encounter from the previous night left her utterly drained.
She lacked the vigor to rise from bed.
Noticing her stillness, Edwin slid his hand beneath the covers, playfully using his cold fingers to provoke her.
She attempted to evade his advances, but he persisted in his playful torment, granting her no reprieve.
Biting her lip, she pleaded with him in hushed tones.
Her innocent demeanor only fueled Edwinâs desire further.
Before long, he escalated their intimacy, playfully questioning her between ki*ses, âFeeling the chill? How does it feel now?â
Laura, overcome with embarrassment, closed her eyes gently.
Succumbing to his persistence, she softly uttered, âItâs⦠itâs different⦠Edwin⦠Oh! Arenât you supposed to be heading to work?â
âNothing much at work today.
â
Edwin unabashedly joined her under the covers.
Laura, mortified, hastily tugged at her nightgown, forbidding any further advances or teasing from Edwin.
Edwin flung open the curtains, welcoming the sunlight into the room.
Despite being over 30, her physique retained the delicate, youthful allure of a girl⦠Skipping breakfast, Edwin indulged in Laura instead, finding himself disinclined to attend the afternoon office grind, opting instead to remain by his wifeâs side.
But he couldnât skip the office party that night.
Laura had hickeys all over her neck.
She refused to go with him, and Edwin just smiled and didnât push her.