Our first meeting was when you helped me save a coworker. Slowly, you fired your subordinates who misused their power to take advantage of female workers.
Then you take me as your personal assistant.
In an unstable economic situation due to the viral pandemic, I accepted because it was higher than the salary as a receptionist at the company.
At first it was very hard but I don't care because I want to stay with you. When together I knew you were a very lonely and bisexual. The girlfriend who left you for another man, make you hate women.
That's why, a lot people was surprised that you took me as your personal assistant. Then, one day you said that you have to marry someone to make your family don't suspicious and angry. I suggested that I want to be your wife.
With that, I became a wife you never touched. We sleep in the same bed but you just make me your cuddly pillow. You have a hard time sleeping because of nightmares, I hug and cuddle you like a mother cuddles her child.
Almost a year of marriage, you finally slept with me.
𝙁𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩.
Marscha:" No, stop it. You don't love me. "
Harriet:" I do a little bit, beside I'm your husband. It's nothing wrong touching my wife. Right?"
Marscha:" Yes.. "
I let you touch me and the feeling at that time was very happy but worried. Worried that you will leave me. Every touch, every time you sway faster and harder, I scream in pain but also pleasant. When it was over, I cried seeing the blood in the thigh.
I saw you fall asleep with satisfaction and then it was just the fear of losing you. " I don't want to lose you, even though you never love me .. "
I said to myself.
For weeks you f*cked me and I knew I might have been pregnant that time. I don't care about it anymore. I just want you be happy but then something happened.
That woman came back. She has become a widow after divorcing her husband. You're starting to change, don't touch me anymore. No more hugging me. I'm not used to all that.
I miss everything.
𝗢𝗻𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝘆.
Harriet:" Marscha, we need to talk."
Marscha:" okay... "
Harriet:" As you know, she's back. I want her back but she has conditions. I have to let you go. We can't be husband and wife anymore. "
Marscha:" No, I don't want, besides I'm pregnant with your child !"
Harriet pulled me to the toilet, he wet me in the sink and then showed me my face in the mirror.
Harriet:" Look in the mirror! Do you deserve to be the mother of my child? "
Marscha:" I...I.." ( crying )
Harriet:" You are ugly and fat! "
Then he release me. He leave me alone in the toilet. The reality is cruel but his words are right. I'm very fat and just plain -faced. Compared to that woman, like seeing hell and heaven.
Not long after, he gave me the house and a few hundred thousand Malaysian ringgit for me.
Because I'm pregnant, the court don't let him divorce me until I giving birth.