Chapter 11 Seductive Jennifer Johnson
Having galloped back non-stop, James's belly was rumbling in hunger. He hadn't had his supper yet and was starving.
"Honey, I'm back. Is there anything you need?" he asked.
Upon returning home, he saw Jennifer sitting on the couch, eating fruit and watching TV shows with great interest, occasionally bursting into laughter.
She had just taken a shower, wearing a loose T-shirt on top and hot short pants below, revealing a pair of flawless, snow-white long legs, so smooth and tender, making anyone drool at the sight.
These were legs that could be played with for ten years.
Even after living with Jennifer for five years and seeing her every day, James was still amazed by her beauty. Jennifer was just too stunning, with a hot figure—truly a stunner.
Seeing James return, Jennifer immediately wiped the smile off her face, putting on a cold expression, and said, "Weren't you at Michael's house? Why did you come back?"
"Aren't you the one who asked me to come back..." James muttered under his breath.
"What did you say?" Jennifer asked frowning.
"Nothing." James shook his head and walked over, asking, "Honey, why did you urgently call me back? Is there something wrong?"
From his angle, he could see a bit of cleavage through Jennifer's neckline, stirring up his desires.
"The light in the bathroom is broken. Could you please fix it?" Jennifer said.
James's face froze as he said, "Honey, you called me back urgently just for this?"
"Yes." Jennifer nodded matter-of-factly, "Go and fix it. I need to use the bathroom later."
'Damn it', James felt like punching something! He thought there was an emergency at home, so he rushed back in a hurry, spending tens of dollars on the cab fare, and even lost the eight million! That was a whole eight million, enough to buy a nice villa in the States!
Watching Jennifer envy the celebrities with their makeup, James really wanted to shout at her, "Because of your call, I lost eight million, enough for you to buy makeup for two lifetimes!"
But as the words reached his lips, he held back because he knew Jennifer would never believe him and might even despise him more.
Oh well, forget it. There's not much time left until the seal is broken.
Soon, he would be able to break free from his current predicament and soar high. Then he would prove to Jennifer right away that he was far superior to John!
After changing the light bulb, James took a quick shower to wash away the day's fatigue. Then, he went to the kitchen to fix himself something to eat, filling his stomach.
When James came out, he found Jennifer had already gone back to the room. He cleaned up the fruit peels she left behind and went back to the room.
As soon as he entered the room, he saw Jennifer Johnson sitting at the dressing table, lifting her clothes and applying lotion on her body.
James Smith caught a glimpse of her snow-white back and her proud, full figure in the mirror. Although covered by a bra, it was still quite impressive, making his heart race.
Jennifer Johnson's figure was truly amazing. Before the seal was broken, his body was weak, and he didn't have such strong feelings.
But these days, as the deadline approached, the seal on his body loosened, restoring some of his manly vigor, and he immediately felt it, swallowing hard!
"James! Are you out of your mind? Don't you know to knock before coming in?" Jennifer's face showed a fleeting blush as she scolded harshly, her clothes dropping to shield her stunning physique.
James suppressed his desires and walked over, saying, "I'm sorry."
Jennifer shot him a look, commanding, "Turn around, and no sneaking peeks. You can only turn back when I give you the go-ahead!"
He replied, "Okay."
James dutifully turned around, and after Jennifer waited a moment to confirm James wasn't daring to sneak a glance, she continued to lift her clothes to rub in body lotion.
Although they'd been married for five years, they'd never been truly honest with each other, a classic case of all form and no substance.
However, Jennifer was unaware that opposite James, there was a reflective surface that perfectly captured her wonderful figure.
The sight was breathtakingly beautiful, and James found himself utterly captivated, a powerful urge welling up within him.
James called out to her, "Jennifer."
She acknowledged, "Hmm."
He remarked, "We've been married nearly five years now, right?"
She asked impatiently, "What are you getting at?"
He explained, "A few days back, mom was on at me again, asking us to have a child for her to dote on."
Jennifer's actions paused, a flicker of distaste crossing her face. She replied, "And so?"
He continued, "Today, it seems to be your ovulation day..."
"Shut it!" Jennifer scolded while she abruptly hurled a pillow at James's back. "Don't even dream about it! You're sleeping on the floor tonight, and you're not allowed to be in bed."
"What?" James said as he hastily turned around, only to find Jennifer already in bed, nestled under the covers, his blanket kicked off to the floor.
He pleaded, "Honey, I messed up. Let me sleep on the bed."
The bed was two meters wide, and James usually slept on it. Although the pillows and blankets were separated, there was still about a meter between them, but at least they shared the same bed.
But now, Jennifer directly forbade him from getting on the bed.
"You disgusting thing, if you say another word, go sleep in the guest room!" Jennifer said and stared at him coldly.
"Okay," James agreed and had no choice but to sleep on the floor obediently. He regretted it deeply. If he had known Jennifer would be so angry, he wouldn't have said those words.
A night of silence.
James tossed and turned on the floor for over an hour before falling into a drowsy sleep.
The next morning, James woke up early while Jennifer was still asleep. She was covered by the blanket, revealing her curves. James felt his blood boil at the sight, wanting to exercise his "husband's rights."
But James held back because if he did, Jennifer would surely kill him.
Alas, he was probably the most useless husband in the world, having been married for five years without touching his wife.
He took a cold shower to cool down, then started making breakfast for the whole family.
After marrying Jennifer, they still lived with her family because James couldn't afford a house. Jennifer's parents looked down on James, treating him like a servant.
Jennifer's sister, Nancy, was especially against him. She even said a lot of bad things about him in front of Jennifer some time ago, leading to a severe scolding from Jennifer.
Today, Jennifer was on leave from work and was not going to the hospital. After breakfast, she said to James, "You're coming out with me later."
"Where to?" James asked curiously.
"To buy you some new clothes," Jennifer said as she looked at James's worn-out clothes, frowning. "You're an adult now, still looking so shabby. I don't understand how you do not seem to be embarrassed. Don't you feel ashamed?"
James was used to her sharp tongue and didn't take it to heart. However, after five years of marriage, Jennifer never bought him clothes. Now, she was surprising him by buying clothes for him.
"Honey, why did you suddenly decide to buy me clothes? I have clothes to wear at home," James said.
Jennifer rolled her eyes at him, remarking, "My grandfather's seventieth birthday is in a couple of days, and we need to make a trip back. How are you going to face people in these ragged clothes? Anyone who doesn't know better might think I'm abusing you."
James slightly furrowed his brow. Truth be told, he didn't really want to attend her grandfather's milestone birthday, as the people on that side of the family were even more pretentious than the Johnsons.
He remembered the near outburst he had to suppress last year when he endured the disgrace at her grandfather's place.
"I think I'll pass on grandfather's seventieth birthday celebration," James expressed with a touch of difficulty.
Jennifer refused, "No, you can't. This time, my grandfather's birthday celebration is grand. Even my uncle, who is studying abroad, is coming back. As son-in-law from the Johnson Family, you have to go."
She added, "James, if you have any self-respect, work hard and earn your own dignity. The face is earned, not given by others. Forget it; why am I even bothering to tell you all this? You won't listen anyway."
In her eyes, James was a worthless man who lacked ambition. He lived only off her and was not worth wasting any more words on.
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