After Five Years Of Marriage

Chapter 4

Dylan loved Jessica very much, but Rosie had returned to his life, and Rosie was very beautiful and, most importantly, slim and simple—the way he would have preferred Jessica to be.

So it would be easy for him to carry Jessica up to his chest and make love to her while standing in their bedroom, whenever he made love to her.

But Jessica was too heavy for him to carry now and to perform all those crazy lovemaking styles that he usually did with her before, because of her chubby body. Their sèxual affairs as husband and wife had reduced and become dull, and he could no longer do all those fun things that he liked doing with Jessica.

Jessica was also mostly preoccupied with housework in taking care of their two children, and Dylan did not like how their fun moments had died down.

Dylan found himself bullying Jessica every day about her chubby body, but she smiled past it, not knowing that he was serious about it.

No matter what Dylan did to make Jessica annoyed, she would only smile at it and never get annoyed with him.

Dylan grew frustrated because he could not leave their matrimonial home to cheat on Jessica or sleep with any random lady, as it would ruin his reputation and his company if anyone who knew him saw him in a nightclub or coming out of a hotel room with a random woman who was not his wife.

Jessica's father was also a billionaire in their state and a very influential man. Dylan knew that he could not just cheat on Jessica and have the wild fun and pleasure that he always desired. But with Rosie back in the country and them having reunited,

Dylan had visited Rosie in her home, and she had told him that she was still single. She had even encouraged him to divorce Jessica so they could be together again.

In Rosie's words: "Dylan, you are not the first man who will divorce his wife, and you will not be the last man either. So please divorce that woman you have at home, so that we can marry, as you promised to marry me before, since I was 16 years old."

Dylan remembered that he was making love to Rosie in her home when she had told him about divorcing Jessica. He had carried Rosie upward to his chest, crossing her two slender legs around his waist, in that particular s*x style that he loved the most.

Dylan had agreed to divorce Jessica so he would not feel guilty about cheating on her. Rosie had even helped him get the divorce papers ready, as he could not believe that he was divorcing Jessica. He could not go to the bureau of marriage affairs or speak to his lawyer about it. He had only given Rosie his full name and his wife's full name, and he had not even read the divorce papers that Rosie had helped him prepare.

Dylan still loved Jessica after all that she had done for him, and a part of him did not want to divorce her as his wife and the mother of his two children.

Jessica had never done anything wrong to Dylan before, aside from the fact that she had turned fat. She truly loved him and had supported him to become the billionaire that he was today.

When Dylan stepped out from the guest room where he had slept the previous night, and walked into the living room. He saw his two children playing and running around in the living room at that early hour of the day.

The time was after 8 a.m., and Dylan wondered what Jessica was still doing upstairs in their bedroom instead of preparing their children for school and taking them to school.

"Daddy! Daddy!" Caleb and Nina both rushed up to hug Dylan's legs when they saw him step out from the guest room corridor and into the living room.

Dylan carried Caleb up first to his chest using his right arm and likewise Nina on his left arm, and he asked them: "No school today?"

Nina looked so much like Jessica with her pretty fair-skinned face and cute chubby cheeks, and Caleb resembled Dylan with his dark skin and short black hair on his head.

Caleb shook his head and replied to his father: "I do not know, Dad."

"Mm, okay, wait. Let me find out first from your mummy, and do not play rough with your sister, okay? I am coming back," Dylan said as he proceeded to climb the living room stairs. He knew that he had sacked their last maid and mandated Jessica to do all the house chores alone in taking care of their children, as she would not just sit all day lazily at home while leaving all the work for their maid alone.

Dylan went upstairs and walked into the bedroom, and he saw Jessica crying out on the bed in her dreaming state while calling out his name so loudly as she was screaming on the bed.

Dylan did not know when he rushed up to Jessica, scooped her up in his arms, and tried to wake her from her dreaming state: "Jessica, babe, it is me, Dylan. Wake up; I am here now, babe."

Dylan shook Jessica visibly to wake her up as she kept calling out his name and crying: "Dylan, Dylan, please do not send me away. I am sorry, Dylan. Please."

"I am here, babe. I will not send you away. Wake up now, Jessica; I am here now." Dylan did not know if it was one of Jessica's tricks to make him not divorce her, but he had not seen her in that state before, and it worried him so much as he finally woke her up.

Jessica's forehead was covered in sweat, and likewise her face, as she had been crying in her dream and begging Dylan. Until she heard his deep voice speak to her so close to her ears. Her blue eyes opened and looked up at his handsome Black face in front of her as she met his sharp blue eyes.

"Dylan..." Jessica slowly called her husband's name to be sure that he was really the one. She stretched her right hand upward to touch his chin and his fine jawline to confirm that he was truly the one with her and not a dream, as she had thought.

Jessica caressed Dylan's jaw and blushed as she met his strong blue gaze on her. She could not believe that he was truly there with her in their bedroom, as she remembered that he had left their bedroom the previous night, leaving only her to sleep alone on their big bed.

Dylan saw that Jessica was awake as he met her unique blue eyes. He carefully sat her up on the bed, moved away from her, stood up from the bed, and stared at her face coldly.

Dylan raked his short black hair in frustration as he met Jessica's gaze on him.

Jessica was so embarrassed to know that she had cried all through the previous night and into her sleep, even crying out in real life as a result of the nightmare.

The dream had looked so real, and she had seen Dylan throw her things outside. But as she kept crying and calling out his name, Dylan had come back to his senses and had not sent her away again.

Dylan had gotten confused about the strange woman in their home, and the strange woman had angrily left their home after Dylan refused to send Jessica away.

Jessica knew that she had to consult with her pastor to pray against any strange woman who was preparing to destroy her home and her marriage. She looked at Dylan's face where he stood beside their bed, raking his short black hair as he stared away from her.

His former gentle smile that had been on his face before had turned strict again, and Dylan asked her: "Are the children going to school today?"

"The children?" Jessica looked perplexed, as she had completely forgotten about her two children. She was still seated on the bed in her white nightgown.

She used the hem of her nightgown to wipe off her sweaty forehead and her tears. She sniffed and asked Dylan: "Which children?"

Jessica had completely forgotten about her two children, and she saw Dylan's expression harden as he asked her: "Our children, Jessica? Are they not going to school today?"

"Oh! I forgot! They are already late," Jessica said as she jumped down from the bed and was about to rush out of the bedroom. She remembered that she was not wearing a bra or panties, so she quickly walked back to the wardrobe to take out her panties and bra and put them on, not minding that Dylan was staring at her.

Dylan was still standing beside the bed, and Jessica hurriedly took her jacket and wore it over her white nightgown, before she exited their bedroom. She rushed downstairs to the living room to meet her children, as their rooms were still downstairs on the other side of the mansion.