The Edge of Love and Pain: My Double Husband

Chapter 59

I still got up to eat.

Mexican food is sweet, sour, and spicy. I don’t know how spicy it is because I don’t have chili peppers, but the first two are really extreme. After eating, I was speechless.

Although I wasn't sleepy, I was extremely tired, so I went back to lie down after eating.Fanyin is outside, from my perspective I can see that he is watching the TV news.

When I was about to fall asleep, I remembered that I didn't take a shower, so I quickly got up and took a shower.

I didn't pay attention when I went in, and kicked onto the bathtub.I couldn't help screaming, and sat on the edge of the bathtub covering my legs, feeling really unlucky.

With a bang, the door was knocked against the wall. I was startled when I saw Fanyin standing at the door.

He was staring like he was going to hit me.

We both looked at each other, neither of us spoke.

It was he who spoke first: "What are you doing?"

"Go back and lie down." He let go of the hand holding the door panel.

"I want to take a shower." I'm sick, Mexico is so hot now that people are upset, how can I not take a shower: "Get out."

He didn't speak.

I couldn't undress either, so I continued to sit by the tub.

He stood there for a while, then walked in and closed the door.

I don't know what he's up to, but he does whatever he likes.

He used to pick up the bathroom stool and put it under the shower, then put his arms around my shoulders, picked me up horizontally, and put me on the stool.While unbuttoning his shirt, he said, "Take off your clothes."

"What are you going to do?"

"Take a shower." He threw the shirt into the laundry basket and asked, "Can I help you?"

"I don't need your help." I pretended not to understand what he meant, stood up and said, "If you want to wash first, I'll go out."

He held my shoulders and unbuttoned my collar.

I had to sit down again, let him unbutton me numbly, took off my blouse, unzipped my zipper, and took it off.Then he unbuttoned his belt, kicked off his pants, and turned on the shower.

Water mist started to rise around me, he rubbed the shampoo out, and gently stroked my hair with his palm.He should have done this kind of thing before, his movements are familiar and smooth, delicate and gentle.My head moved with his movements, and suddenly I saw his...

Suddenly, I realized that this posture was exactly the same as the scene that made me collapse that day.

The nausea from last night returned, and I pushed him away, opened the door and rushed to the bathroom, kneeling over the toilet.It is a delicacy on the table, but it is filth when vomited.I vomited until I had nothing more to vomit, and finally there was only some juice left. My stomach was burning like a pain, but I still couldn't help the nausea.The wound on his body was painful, as if it was about to split open, and it seemed that it would never heal again.

As I was leaning against the wall, I heard a knock at the door.

I knew he was gone, he definitely knew where my reaction was coming from.

But I can no longer believe that he will get better, no matter what he does.

I stayed up here in the middle of the night, throwing up and throwing up, and finally calmed down.

When I washed up and went back to bed to sleep, I found that Fanyin was not in the room.I felt fine at first, then woke up after sleeping for a while, and found that he was still not there.

Definitely looking for a woman.

That image came to my mind again, ugly and disgusting.I still think of him and Luo Man, he is in Dubai...

I could no longer restrain my irritability, but was stopped by the bodyguard when I went out.I asked, "Where is Fanyin?"

"Please go back." The bodyguard ignored my question directly.

I went back to my room and called him, but no one answered at first, and it took him a long time to answer.I asked, "Where are you?"

He seemed to be sleeping, his voice was a little confused, he must be hugging some bitch, "What's the matter?"

"Where are you?"

"What's the matter with you?" He sobered up.

"You're dating a woman, right? Where? A bar? A brothel? How many did you find? What kind?" I felt that I was almost tortured to death by him: "Are you going to die if you go whoring!"

He sneered: "Could it be that you go back and mess with you?"

"So you're flirting with women?"

"What's your business?" His voice was full of contempt: "Slut."

I was speechless.

"Don't vent your mental illness on me again," he said coldly, "if you don't feel good, go to hell."

He hangs up.

I sat on the sofa, in a daze, for a moment I really wanted to die, and I really felt that I had become a shrew.

I couldn't go on like this, so I found a bottle of vodka, drank it and threw it up again.I was a little dizzy from the alcohol, and I didn't have the strength to go to bed, so I lay on the sofa and slept all night.

Early the next morning, the bodyguard knocked on the door and told me that Fanyin had arranged to leave for Las Vegas at ten o'clock.

When I got to the airport, he was there just in time.He got out of the car with a dark-haired Mexican girl who looked a few years older than me, with deep features and dark eyes, huge cups and a puffed buttocks.She wrapped herself around him and kissed him deeply. His hand touched her waist, moved down slowly, and squeezed hard.

I sat in the cabin and saw it all clearly.

But after yesterday night, I found myself not so angry now.It's probably because I tried suicide and drank strong alcohol, but life has to go on, and I still have to be at his mercy. Take me to the South Pole if you want to take me to the South Pole, slap me if you want to slap me, think Go whoring, go whoring... I can't do anything to him.

I simply didn't watch it, it's normal for someone to be lingering all night, and it's normal to get tired of it for a while when saying goodbye, isn't it?

But not long after, Fanyin came in, with a smile on his face and the woman on his arm.

The two of them sat across from me, and Fanyin held her waist.

I didn't mean to, but I was at the right angle to see the black lace under her hip-covering dress.

I watched as his hand touched her thigh along her waist, getting higher and higher.Finally couldn't hold back the nausea and asked, "Can I go to the cockpit?"

Fanyin glanced at me and said, "Certificate."

"I have." Actually, I did.

"You're not in good health." Fanyin said with a wicked smile, "I'm afraid of death."

I clenched my fingers.

It wasn't far to fly to Las Vegas, but the woman was giggling all the way.Fanyin told her pornographic jokes and stories in Spanish, flirting with her from time to time.The woman was seduced by him so intently, her voice was soft and soft, maybe she already loved him so much that heaven and earth fell apart.I just can't figure it out, why is this woman so worthless?To be a prostitute and follow him all the way to Las Vegas?
The world is crazy.

Finally got off the plane.

I have been to Las Vegas once, and when I flew to Los Angeles, I was allowed to follow the Las Vegas flight because of a temporary transfer.The hotels and food here are all very cheap, and the threshold for casinos is not high.Not only that, but it also has Cirque du Soleil's show, Red Rock Canyon scenic spot, museum, amusement park...it can be called a paradise for tourists.

I originally only wanted to come here for sightseeing, but because I had no money but wanted to play more, I went to the casino to play a few blackjacks. I was lucky and won a little money. After the game, I bought some clothes for Britney.

As soon as he arrived at the hotel, Fanyin immediately entered the room with his arms around the woman.The bodyguard led me to the next door. I was still hungover, so I lay down on the bed and fell asleep. My body was still weak, and so was my spirit.

I was woken up because Fanyin asked me to have dinner with them.

Dinner was French and it was delicious.

Fanyin was sitting with that woman, and the two of them were tired of each other, so I had to bow my head to eat.

But Fanyin would not let me live in peace, he said a few words to the woman, then suddenly turned his head and asked me: "Do you want to go to the show?"

"Don't go."

"Then what do you want to do?" My lack of response seemed to upset him.

"I'm going to the casino."

He sneered: "Are you rich?"

"No." I don't have a dime on me: "I plan to ask you."

"You haven't settled the meal payment yet." He was making things difficult.

"Then you bet me here." I said, "I am willing to work here for the rest of my life."

The woman looked at us in puzzlement. She really treated herself like a dish, and asked Fanyin in Spanish, "Who is he? Is it your sister?"

"I'm his sister-in-law." I answered her in Spanish, put down the knife, got up and went back to the room.

I have a gold bracelet, but don't know if there's anywhere to pawn it.If I pawn it, I'll have money to go to the casino.

So I turned on the computer to check for news about this, and the doorbell rang suddenly.

I didn't answer, the door opened, and someone came all the way to me, throwing a wad of cash over.

I picked up the money and raised my head. He folded his arms around his chest and looked at me with interest in his black eyes: "That's right, which language do you speak?"

"It won't be less than you." More than 1 Euros is enough to buy a plane ticket directly.

"Just play a few games, don't run around." He said with a straight face, "It's best not to think about buying a plane ticket and leaving, or you will have a miscarriage on this day next month."

I gritted my teeth.

His chin was suddenly pinched, and his face leaned over, his eyes sharp and fierce: "What kind of expression is this?"

"I despise you."

"She's better than you." He gritted his teeth: "There are so many styles."

"That's why I'm so angry." I said, "I'm so jealous, I'm so jealous, I'm so sad. I'm going to faint, my heart is broken, you take me to the hospital quickly."

He let go of his hand bitterly, turned and went out, and slammed the door.

Don't you just like to get some pleasure by torturing me?

I was a fool a few days ago to let him wish.

Fanyin left and never came back, so I took the money to the casino to exchange for chips.

In fact, large-scale casinos do not need to spend thousands of dollars to make money, such as Las Vegas.It adopts the method of retaining gamblers. As long as there are gamblers, people will come, and as long as people come, the casino will make money, because gambling in this activity itself is a gamble that loses nine times out of ten.That's why the whole city is beautiful to keep gamblers' families entertained.And the casino is also full of feasting lights, bright and beautiful, very beautiful.Las Vegas itself does not do any skin business, but there are many small towns around it, so there are many male and female prostitutes among the gamblers.

I'm here looking for a way to play that I think might win me. Although I don't have any jewels on me, I'm still being approached by many people, and it's annoying for a while.

(End of this chapter)