Chapter 2 You Are Interested In Me

• It was daylight when I woke up. I felt enervated. Then I got out of the bed, and I found the man had already left.
• I could have refused him, but I didn’t. I tried my best to please him last night. Now I felt ashamed.
• I realized that Jerry owed me three years of sex. As a woman, I need that kind of love between man and woman.
• Last night's sex with that man was actually a release of my desire for love. I realized that I also had such wild and lascivious behavior.
• How pathetic I was. I got my sexual satisfaction from a strange man.
• As I picked up the clothes from the floor, my legs went numb suddenly and I fell onto the carpet. At this moment I had the urge to cry.
• Jerry called to tell me that I had done well yesterday. He said that the Weisi Group had invested in his company and his company’s crisis was over.
• On the phone, he was so happy and talked about the future of his company, but he didn't say a word about last night, and he didn't ask me how I felt.
• After I hung up the phone, I cried. I angrily tore at the long purple dress. I bit my lips hard until the blood ran in my mouth. Then I slowly walked into the bathroom, climbed into the tub, and took a shower bath. After I walked out of the bathroom, I noticed a piece of paper on the bed.
• I picked it up and looked at it. There was a phone number written on it.
• I guessed that I made the guy so happy last night that he wanted me to keep his number. He may think that he can ask me for another one-night stand next time.
• I was so angry and I just tore the piece of paper to shreds.
• When I got home, I was in the bathroom showering over and over again. I tried to wash away everything that had happened to me last night, but I realized I couldn't wash it away at all. The hickeys of that man were on my body, and the special smell of his body was so clear in my mind.
• Jerry still came home late that day. He still went to Yelan Club as usual and came back drunk.
• He went back to my room to find me, then came to the balcony, hugged me from behind. Then he put his face on mine and said, "Honey, I'm back."
• I stood on the balcony quietly, not wanting to say a word.
• "What's wrong?" He whispered.
• He put his hand on my waist for the first time and then his hand kept touching me until my chest. When he wanted to kiss me, I stopped him. I glared at him and asked sarcastically, “After I had a one-night stand with others, you’re interested in me?"
• Jerry pulled his hands back.
• "You sure did well last night. You endured three years without sex. I bet you enjoyed last night's one-night stand, didn't you?" he said.
• I raised my hand and tried to slap him, but he squeezed my wrist, "Nance, since you help my company, I don't care you sleep with other men. Even if I’m not interested in your body, I don't want other men to have sex with you."
• "You bastard, why did you make me do this?" I yelled at him madly, "Jerry, how long are you going to torture me like this? Are you going to wait until I'm dead before you divorce me?"
• Over the past three years, we'd been sleeping in separate beds, and he had been sleeping in the guest room. I had repeatedly offered to divorce him, but each time he refused my request.
• "I'm not divorcing you. My family needs a daughter-in-law. You wait a few more years.” Jerry said coldly. “Our marriage will end, but not now."
• His words were like a sharp blade that pierced my heart.
• Then he turned around and walked out of my room. I watched it all coldly, pulling my hair and screaming hysterically.