Dale’s Arrange Wife (ENGLISH VERSION)

Lauren took off the dress from our luggage. We spend two weeks on our vacation and fortunately, no one bothers us. She also turned off her phone because she didn’t want to receive a call from anyone, especially Hendrick. She said she wants peace and doesn’t want her peace will be disturbed if someone calls her.

Our vacation is memorable and several times something happened to us. It happened again that I lost myself because I couldn’t handle the pleasure Lauren was giving me. But the rest is under control.

NO—I tried to control it, it doesn’t matter if I can’t finish, I don’t hurt her. The last time I lost consciousness. I woke up seeing her on the floor, she was lying there with a lot of bruises and even when I woke her up he was just moaning.

It was good and she also woke up and said she was ok. Because if not I might have been in jail because I would have taken her to the doctor even if I was investigated. She only slept for two days but when she recovered, she teased me again.

I want to figure out what happened to me. Just like Lauren wants to happen, I also want to get better but I don’t know how and where to start. All I know is that when my lust is aroused, I lose my sanity. Simple as that.

“Do you think Lileth will like it?” she asked then showed me the nightwear.

“Yeah, that’s nice.”

“How about this? Do you think Dane will like it too?” Then she showed nightwear too.

“Yeah.”

“This, will Daze like it too?”

“What the fuck?!” I screamed when I saw her take out even sexier nightwear. “Where will Daze wear that?” but she giggles.

“Who knows she has a boyfriend, we just don’t know.”

“She’s young.”

“Young? She’s 22.”

“Still young.” But she just giggled.

“What’s with the laugh?”

“Nothing, your a protective older brother.” She continued to remove the dresses one by one.

“Where are you going?” I asked seeing her carrying the clothes.

“I’ll just put it in the washing machine so it can be washed.”

“We can do it tomorrow. I will help you.”

“It’s ok, just put it in and turn it around and then come back. Just fix it and use it as a welcome gift to them for tomorrow’s dinner.”

“Dinner?”

“Isn’t there a family dinner tomorrow at the mansion?”

“Oh,”

“See, you forgot it. It’s a good thing I am here to remind you.”

“Thank you.” But she only gives me a smile.

I just arranged the things that should be brought. I know that if she comes back without me doing anything, she will do it. She is already doing too much. So at least I can do something.

I just took out the things I was going to wear and the gifts I bought for them. I just finished when she came too. When she saw that I was about to finish cleaning, she entered the bathroom to take a shower. After a few minutes, she came out and I followed. While taking shower, she went in to put the towel and then went out immediately.

When I finished, I immediately went out and found her lying on the bed. The boxers I will wear are already on the bed. After getting dressed, I sat next to her and then took a book to make myself sleepy. She took my hand and stretched then rested on my arm.

“Lauren, stop.” I reprimanded her when she kissed my neck. I didn’t understand but I was terrified and suddenly my stomach felt like it was on fire. I hate when someone kisses me on the neck.

Because that is what SHE thought me—-not to kiss me on the lips, neck, or anywhere else on my body. She also taught me not to let any woman touch me. So since then, I’ve gotten used to no one being able to handle me.

“You smell really good when you take a bath, hubby.” And again, she sniffed my neck.

“I said, stop.”

“Just a smell it.”

“I get tickled and can’t concentrate on what I’m reading.”

“Give me that.” She took the book from my hand and put it on her bedside table. “You smell really good, hubby.”

“You want to be teased, huh?”

“DALE!” she screamed when I ran over her and then tickled her. I was kneeling on the bed with both knees open but on top of her. “Dale, enough.” Everywhere I flirted with my finger on her body.

“You’re naughty, you should be punished.”

“Stop, I can’t breathe.” I immediately stop while we both catch our breath.

“Don’t you want to be tickled?” I ask but still doesn’t leave on top of her.

“I do not want anymore,” She said shaking her head while still catching her breath. “Stop!” she screamed when I poked her side.

“You’re naughty.”

“I don’t want to anymore. Not anymore—-hubby!” I pierced her stomach.

“What, are you going to listen now?” She nodded with her hands raised in support. “The next time I say don’t kiss my neck, stop, okay?”

“Ok.”

“Good.” I went down and lay next to her. I pulled her closer to me and held her by the wrist. “Did something hurt you when I tickled you? Did your bruises hurt?”

“Nope.”

“Don’t do it again.” I caressed her hand where there were bruise marks and bite marks. It’s not as big as it was the first day I saw it.

It’s good and that’s all I did for her. The last woman who kissed my neck almost died because I choked her. Maybe because I’m sane or let’s say we’re not in bed to have sex.

“Hubby?”

“Hmm?”

“I am going to tell you something but I hope you don’t get angry?”

“Depends on what you say.”

“Hubby, I’m planning to have a baby.” I stopped stroking her hand and looked at her.

“Why, will Hendrick agree?”

“Huh? Why Hendrick?”Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

“Then who?”

“Probably yours, you are my husband of course.” I laughed hard because of what she said. Lauren really loves to tease me and she thinks she can get me.

“Silly,” I pinched her nose while laughing but I saw her serious face with a frown. “You’re kidding, right?”

“Do I look like I’m kidding, hubby?” I lost my smile.

“You want to have children with me?”

“Probably.”

“No,” I said then stood up and sat on the bed.

“What?”

“What you said is impossible.” She also stood up and came around to me.

“Why not? I am your wife.”

“Because I don’t want to.”

“Why then?”

“I don’t like responsibilities. I hate kids.”

“I won’t force you. I can raise my child. I can be a good mother. Am I not doing my duty properly as a wife? What more to my own child.”

“If you want to have a child then ask someone to make you pregnant. You have a boyfriend then ask him.”

“Why him? Why not you?”

“Because I don’t want to!” My voice has risen a bit.

“Why are you barren?”

“Yes, are you going to be quiet, now?”

“I don’t believe you.”

“Lauren, whatever you want is not possible. If you want to have children, have children with others. I’ll take it, I’ll give it a last name, I’ll raise it no problem. But it can’t be mine. Can’t come from me.”

“Dale, you are the—-”

“Stop!” I shouted because I was annoyed. “Stop saying that you want a child from me. I DO NOT WANT. Period. If you don’t want to ruin our friendship. If you do not want an early annulment. Stop and don’t ask me for a child.” I left the room and closed the door behind me then headed to the garden.

I hold my head and scold myself. Child? I will give her a child? For what? To destroy her and put her in———————- No one will breed from me. She can have a child with someone else if he wants to, I don’t care.

I kicked the chair and then punched the table and the wall.

“Hubby.”

“Go inside, Lauren.”

“I’m sorry.” I feel her holding my hands. I shook her hand but she only tightened her grip. “Promise I won’t ask again. I will wait for you to be ready.”

“I won’t be ready because I won’t change my mind. Until we are annulled and this agreement is over, I will not change my mind.” Then I faced her while staring at her evilly. “I will not give you a child. Do you understand?”

“Hubby.”

“I ask dad to file annul-”

“No.” She interrupted what I was going to say. “Fine, ok, I won’t ask for a child anymore. Please don’t be angry with me. Don’t file now. Don’t make the annulment easy. Sorry, hubby. I don’t want you to be angry with me.”

“You want to have a kid, so let’s end this.”

“No, I don’t want to, please hubby.” I saw her eyes turn red. Anytime will cry. I glared at her.

“Don’t ever mention that you want to have a child again. Never Lauren.”

“Yes, yes, hubby.” She came closer to hug me but I avoided her.

“Let’s go inside.” But I felt that she didn’t follow me so I turned around but she was just bowing. “Hey!” But I heard her soft sobs. “What the—-why are you crying?”

“I’m sorry. I won’t say it again but you are still angry. I forgive you easily, but if you, you can’t forgive me.” I just sighed and then hugged her. I just shook my head. I’m not really angry, I just want to scold her so that she doesn’t do it again.

“I forgive you, but please promise me you won’t mention it again. My blood is boiling when I heard a child, ok?” She nods so I kiss her forehead.