Mark could no longer hold himself back. He panted as he kissed her, and Rachel moaned.
They kissed passionately and touched each other eagerly.
But just before they went all the way, Rachel shoved Mark away.
“You can’t! You have a wife now, and Jane is pregnant with your children. I can’t be a homewrecker!”
Desire burned in Mark’s eyes, and he said hoarsely, “Alright. I won’t ever let your love down. Wait just a little longer, and I’ll be single again. Then, I’ll be worthy of you!”
He planted a longing kiss on her forehead as if he was protecting something precious.
Rachel looked smug.
Mark might not have seen it, but I did.
She did not want to become a homewrecker?
I found that hilarious.
She had approached me repeatedly and boasted to me that even if I was pregnant, I was just giving her babies, and my children were going to end up calling her their mother in the future.
What was that, then?
…
Rachel had moved into my house with the lame excuse that she was sick and had no one to take care of her.
But she flirted with Mark so wantonly at the dining table that even our cook could not stand it and mocked her.
Rachel immediately slandered the cook by saying that she did not clean the vegetables properly, which had caused her gastritis. She even demanded that the cook be fired.
At that time, I had no app
