Chapter 4 Be His Lover
The corner of my lip twitched. I really wanted to ask him if there was anything wrong with his mind.
But he was rich now, not the pushover guy he used to be.
I refrained from cursing him and forced a smile, “Mr. Humphrey, stop kidding me. I have work to do. Gotta go.”
“Why are you OK with Reese, not me?” Reynaldo suddenly asked, his voice with a cold air.
I frowned. “What do you mean? What are you talking about?”
“Just now, you asked Reese to give you 1.5 million dollars and you’d spend one night with him. Then why do you refuse my offer?”
I couldn’t help rolling my eyes.
I knew 15 thousand dollars was already a lot for Reese. He could never give away 1.5 million dollars for one night with me. So, I deliberately asked for 1.5 million to irritate him. However, Reynaldo just took it for real.
He walked to me and sucked on his cigarette. Blowing a smoke ring, he said, “Aren’t you short of money now? As long as you spend a night with me, you’ll have 1.5 million dollars. How about that?”
I clenched my fists.
In fact, I was aware of why he was doing this. He merely wanted to humiliate me.
I tried my best to hold back my emotions and sneered at him, “Just because you’re rich doesn’t mean you’re superior to me. Yes, I need money now, but I won’t earn money in this way.”
Then, I stormed out of the room, tears blurring my vision.
Human emotions were really strange.
I didn’t feel sad no matter how my one-time lackeys humiliated me.
But Reynaldo’s humiliation was different. It could easily cause a sharp pain in my heart.
I ran to the lobby on the ground floor only to see Quentin being insulted by Zane, Reese, and the others.
Quentin was kneeling in front of them for money.
For the moment, my dignity and pride collapsed.
I covered my mouth and tears streamed down my cheeks.
To raise money, Quentin could actually go this far. And Reynaldo agreed to give me 1.5 million dollars as long as I spent one night with him. Why would I reject it?
I turned around and ran upstairs, hoping that Reynaldo hadn’t left.
After rushing into the private room, I saw Reynaldo sitting on the sofa.
He was smiling at me as if he knew I’d come back.
I walked to him and asked, “Do you resent me for humiliating you before?”
Before Reynaldo could reply, I added, “Fine, as long as you help pay off my family’s debts, you can do anything with me.”
Reynaldo lowered his eyes to look at the wine and asked with a smile, “Then, what about being my secret lover?”
I took a deep breath. “Yes.”
He divorced me so that he could remarry his crush, yet still demanded I stay as his secret lover.
What a direct humiliation!
The next day, my father came home and told me and my mother excitedly that our debts had been paid off.
My mother rejoiced with tears and asked my father what happened.
My father said it was Reynaldo who paid off our debts and also bought us a fancy house.
Hearing that, my mother praised Reynaldo dearly, saying that he must love me so much that he had done this big favor for us.
I just smiled at them.
In the afternoon, Reynaldo’s driver came to pick me up.
My parents thought I was still Reynaldo’s wife and that he took me to his place for a good life. But the truth was that I’d be his lover for his humiliation and fun.
Reynaldo was now living in the villa owned by my family before. The housekeeper and servants weren’t changed.
Previously, they also followed me to humiliate Reynaldo.
Now they were still working here. Evidently, Reynaldo was quite lenient.
I wondered if he’d be lenient to me as well.
But as I thought of how he humiliated me in the private room, I felt a bit dejected.
I was different from those servants. They only insulted Reynaldo verbally.
And I not only scolded him but also beat him and splashed wine on his face in front of many people.
A prickling sensation crept across my scalp as I recalled what I’d done.
“Well, I should have been nicer to him,” I thought.
Madisyn, one of the maids, led me to a room. “Ms. Duffy, Mr. Humphrey asked you to wait for him in there. And…”
She seemed a bit hesitant. “He also said you must clean yourself before he came back.”
I bite my lower lip bitterly.
Just as expected, he wanted to humiliate me.
But what could I do?
Since I agreed to be his lover, I should cast aside my dignity.
This room was where Reynaldo and I stayed.
Everything was the same as before but a bit different.
There used to be a shakedown by the bed. That was where Reynaldo slept while I slept on the bed. I always warned him condescendingly to stay away from the bed.
Now, the shakedown was gone. So was my pride.
The honest, meek husband who I could bully as I pleased…was also gone.
What was gone was gone. I held back my emotions and took a shower.
Then, I lay in bed, waiting for Reynaldo.
Since I was his lover, I’d do my job well.
My family had gone bankrupt, but on second thought, things weren’t that bad.
At least my family’s debts were all paid off. My parents could finally live in peace. Quentin didn’t have to struggle for a living. Nor did he have to grovel for money.
Thinking of that, I felt somewhat comforted.
I wondered when Reynaldo would come back.
These days had been quite tiring. I fell asleep shortly after I lay in bed.
Somehow, I felt a weight on my body.
I opened my eyes only to see Reynaldo on me.
And his hand was in my clothes!
“How… How dare you!”
I raised my arm to hit him instinctively.
But the next second, my arm was seized by him.
He sneered, “You’re already down and out. But your temper has never changed.”
Looking at the familiar room and familiar man, I got into a trance for a few seconds before coming back to myself.
“Right, he’s the owner of the villa now. And I’m just his lover.”
I withdrew my hand and said servilely, “I’m sorry.”
With a snort, he rose and went to the bathroom.
Hearing the sound of water in the bathroom, I twisted my fingers together nervously.
Actually, I didn’t resist his touch after I grew fond of him.
But the sex with mutual affection was still different from a retaliatory, humiliating one.
When I thought of what would happen, I wanted to run away but I couldn’t.
A while later, he finally finished his shower.
The sound of the door opening rubbed on my nerves.
