THE WASTED WIFE
THOUGHTS AND DISCUSSIONS IN THE MORNING

The clock on the wall touched the figure one night. But Oliver is still busy with work in his study at the mansion.

His mind was not calm. Javier's remark that Olivia wasn't at Dorothy's house greatly affected her.

Oliver looks upset. It works but the mind goes somewhere else. Thinking about Olivia's current state. Find white paper on the floor.

"Shitt.that woman is why she's always in my head. Get rid of you Olivia!!"

Oliver knocked on his own head with his fingers.

Oliver picked up the glass filled with coffee in front of him, was about to sip it turned out to be over. Three cups of coffee were gone, but the work was not finished.

"That stupid motherfucker's always messed with my mind, ever since he left".

Oliver moved from his seat. "I'd better sleep now, it feels like my body is still not good" Oliver said outside his study.

Oliver was about to climb the stairs, but his netra looked towards the door that was located to the right of the stairs. He saw the room lights on. Olivia's room as his wife.

Oliver undoes his intention of climbing the stairs. Her footsteps led to Olivia's room. "Did the woman return?", Oliver's inner self was overwhelmed with happiness.

Oliver hastily opened the door. Blank. There was no one in the spacious room. Oliver stepped his foot in, the man spread his gaze across the room still the same as when Olivia was still there. Nothing has changed.

Oliver headed for the carving cupboard that was in the corner of the room. Oliver exhaled his breath staring one by one the clothes Olivia bought neatly arranged in place. Not one of Oliver's gifts was brought by Olivia.

Oliver opens the middle glass cabinet, some sexy lingerie hanging there. Oliver accidentally asks Javier to buy everything for Olivia, as he likes the woman he sleeps with to appear sexy in front of him. Oliver shut the closet doors.

The man did not come out of the room, but lay his body on the bed in the middle of the beige room.

Oliver closed his eyes for a moment, the scent of Olivia's body was still so widespread on the bed.

Oliver was about to link his hands behind his head when his hands touched something. Both of Oliver's eyes stared at the bright red lingerie he liked.

That night Oliver asks Olivia to wear it, Olivia complies with Oliver's wishes. Oliver remembers, Olivia was always sexy when her body wore the lingerie of her choice.

That night, the last time he touched Olivia. Shortly after making love, Oliver speaks sarcastic words to Olivia and expels her. He wouldn't even listen to Olivia's reasons.

Oliv decided to leave that night from her husband's mansion, Oliver had seen his departure from the balcony of his room.

Oliver sat on the edge of the bed, his hands clutching at Olivia's lingerie and kissing her. The woman's scent filled Oliver's sense of smell.

"I hope you're okay, Oliv". Oliver took a deep breath.

"I can't believe you didn't know about Dorothy and the money I gave her. Your innocent face can't fool me, Olivia!"

Oliver's jaw hardened. Her fingers squeezed tightly into Olivia's lingerie. Oliver recalled how Olivia's gentle gaze was when she saw him. He remembered how the round clear bead looked at him while making love in this room. He remembered Olivia who always seemed weak, resigned never dared to refute or reject him.

"Ah Shitt's...Why should I remember him. That woman will not starve to death. He must've gotten the share of the money I gave Dorothy. Aunts and nephews are the same. Olivia must be sleeping in a fancy hotel enjoying my money" Oliver swore out of the room and slammed the door hard enough.

The man was unconscious, still clasping Olivia's lingerie as he walked into his own room.

The next day...

Oliver just finished his shower. He deliberately took a shower early in the morning, all night his eyes could not be closed in the slightest. He wants to go to his office this morning. Being in the mansion made his mind even more chaotic and unsettled.

His body was covered only in a white towel wrapped around his sixpack stomach. While Oliver's hand rubbed his wet hair with a small towel.

"Oliver...Whatisthis? You're taking the other woman to bed in your room? Or is this your village wife's? You still keep her, huh? You said you never touched her in your room, why is this lingerie on your bed, Oliver?!"

Both of Oliver's eyes darkened, his jaw even more sharp looking at Claudia.

Claudia's voice was so deafening, it sounded loud and high. Oliver didn't bully him. The man picked up his work clothes in the walk in closet.

Claudia was upset to see Oliver not poking her question. The woman caught up with Oliver.

Claudia pulled the hand of her lover. "Oliver explain..."

"Enough Claudia! My head's dizzy! I'm under no obligation to explain anything to you. You know so well Claudia, I don't like anyone interfering in my affairs at all. You're that cam!"

"You dare to fight me. Who let you into my house, huh?You better go now, I'm going to the office.

"No. I won't leave until you explain to me, what does this lingerie mean in your bed?! Now your wife's gone, and I'm the one who's gonna replace her in your house".

"Of course not! I decide who will stay with me" Oliver said.

Claudia narrowed both her eyes staring at Oliver. "Don't tell me you miss your wife from downstairs, Oliver! Don't tell me you're sorry you kicked her out" Claudia yelled.

As Oliver's gaze wiped, his jaw hardened. Oliver gave a sharp look at Claudia. Both of his hands were clenched.

Spontaneous body Claudia shuddered in horror. During his time as Oliver's lover he never saw the look in Oliver's eyes. Oliver approached her without even batting an eye. That sharp gaze seemed to hit Claudia's heart that spontaneously stepped back.

"Yes I miss my wife, what do you want?!".

"Oliver?"

"Yes .I regret expelling my wife, what do you want? I'll bring my wife back to my house, what do you want?", said Oliver in a high voice staring intently at Claudia who was staring in front of him.

"No. I'm not gonna let you, do it Oliver. I deserve to live in this house! You don't try to do it!", Claudia replied no less.

Oliver grins. "Have you forgotten, Olivia's still my wife. We are not divorced. You know what Claudia means? It means he's more entitled than you!"

"You-you..."

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