Revenge On Crazy Husband
27. Second Wife

Sakra welcomes Larisa's arrival with an elusive eye highlight.

"Tell me who would dare to beat up such an honorable and supremely majestic woman like you, Madam? Because maybe I could blow his head off with his intestines and stomach, and his heart and lungs."

Larisa scrambles her irritated hair and passes Sakra just like that.

Sakra clearly knew this was Demetrio's work. The beating she spoke of was a mark on the entire corner of Larisa's body, including on her lips, which was exhausted in Demetrio's hands. Although everything is a former romance, it is more comfortable to call it a former blow.

Larisa doesn't want to remember that.

"He was very upset when he found out he wasn't the first one" Larisa said as she soaked herself in the bathtub. "It doesn't hurt but akhhhh it's amazingly annoying. I hate to think of my own screams."

"Frankly I heard it" Sakra replied as she sat on the lip of the bathtub. "You enjoyed it."

"If I told you to fuck my mom you'd cry while doing it?"

Sakra shrugged her shoulders. "I think I'm enjoying. Women are still women, even if some are beautiful and some are not."

"That's what happened." Larisa. "It's hypocrisy to say I really don't enjoy Demetrio's handsome touch and can satisfy a woman, just because I hate him."

In reality Larisa enjoys it even though she hates Demetrio because the body relationship is a body relationship and not a relationship between love.

"He really did it like a maniac" Larisa grumbled. "I even feel like I'm pregnant now."

Sakra pursed her lips, pouting. Somehow it sucks to think Larisa keeps thinking about Demetrio's taste.

"Hey, what if I take it out?" ask Sakra prank.

The one who was awarded the soap throw. "Stop joking, quickly bring food. I'm hungry and where's Mia, for God's sake?!"

I wasn't kidding, Sakra thought, but she decided not to put it in her mouth. The relationship and Larisa from the beginning was like this.

Master and servant, lover and bodyguard. No more, maybe less. So it's not Sakra's right to be jealous of Larisa.

But .... I thought it was still a bitch.

The woman looked up annoyed. "I'm hungry so quickly—"

It wasn't over yet, Sakra lowered her head, covering Larisa's mouth with her mouth. Sakra even held onto Larisa's nape, holding her back from letting go and deepening the kiss before letting go.

"You want a salty meat sandwich, right? I-i understand. See you soon."

Sakra flees before Larisa can protest.

Of course Larisa who was left just grumbled. What happened to the boy all of a sudden? Larisa was really fed up with kissing because Demetrio kissed her maybe a hundred times or so.

"My lips are hurt, you little breng-sek." Larisa snatched the small mirror to look. Although Sakra did not bite her lip, Demetrio's bite marks were still painful.

"Demetrio won't stand still" Larisa murmured as she suddenly thought. "I think he'll complain to Uncle."

No. gabe. Now Larisa's wife so Demetrio might not have relied on Uncle. But clearly he will not be silent.

He was so upset that it felt frustrating. Although he looks very mature and is an adult, Demetrio is like a child who is very upset if he is not number one.

That was what Larisa thought during the return trip. What punishment would Demetrio give her for lying about virginity.

Especially during the return trip, Demetrio looked very calm and happy. She even hummed to the point that Larisa suspected that she was possessed.

But all were answered as soon as they arrived at the main residence.

"Maybe this is surprising, Larisa," said her Mother-in-law, "but introduce. This is Isabel, Demetrio's second wife."

When Larisa turned her head with an incredulous face to Demetrio, the man smiled very sweetly. It was as if he said, "I'm not the first so don't expect to be the only one, my dear."

Larisa regrets not following her heart and gives her poison until she chokes and dies.

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