After Five Years Of Marriage

2 - Avoiding Jessica

Jessica entered their bedroom, still holding the divorce papers in her hands. She saw Dylan stripping off his suit as he stood naked, wanting to take his bath.

She gulped hard as her blue eyes met her husband's strong body, which seemed ageless; yet, he had matured and was not the same man she had married five years ago.

Jessica remembered how her father had rejected Dylan because her family held a personal disdain for poor people. She had to beg her family on his behalf and acted enraged with her own parents just so they would approve of Dylan and accept him as her husband.

She supported his business, and now, as a billionaire, he was blessed with two beautiful kids. Yet now Dylan was speaking to her about divorce, and she sensed a change in his feelings about their five years of marriage.

Jessica understood that marriage wasn’t a "do or die" affair. But she had tried to be the good wife she could be for Dylan, waking up very early every morning to prepare breakfast for him and their children. She had to prepare them early to take them to school each day, and then return to bring them home after school.

Jessica knew she had paused her own life to help Dylan build his life and support their family by raising their two kids at home, becoming a full-time housewife. Now Dylan was telling her about a divorce and asserting that their five years of marriage were over.

"Dylan," Jessica called to gain his attention, and he turned around to face her, having removed all his clothes.

"What is it? Have you signed the divorce papers yet?" Dylan asked, staring at Jessica's face coldly.

"No, Dylan. We cannot divorce. I cannot agree to divorce you, and you know that I love you very much," Jessica responded, wanting to believe that her husband had mentioned divorce out of a drunken state.

She walked up to him, trying to embrace him where he stood. As she reached for his chiseled chest, Dylan quickly caught her hand away and pushed it down beside her.

"You have no right to my body anymore, Jessica! The sooner you sign those divorce papers and leave, the better for you. Return to your father's house and find another man to marry you," he said.

"Dylan!" Jessica felt puzzled and heartbroken by her husband's harsh words, her blue eyes reddening with tears.

"So, you're cheating on me now, Dylan? You can confidently tell me to go back home and find someone else? Is that how much hatred you have for me now?" she questioned.

Dylan ignored her inquiries, feeling her gaze on his bare body.

He walked away into the bathroom while Jessica stood speechless, still holding the divorce papers.

She missed her husband and longed for him to make love to her. She hoped that when he returned home, he would apologize for his absence over the last two days, but instead, he spoke of divorce and denied her access to his body, depriving her of her conjugal rights.

Jessica looked at the divorce papers again, the white bulb of their bedroom illuminating their space, which was painted in white.

She walked to their magnificent bed and placed the divorce papers safely on the headboard. Stripping off her clothes, she decided to join Dylan in the shower, believing he was joking and acting out because of alcohol.

Jessica undressed and walked into the bathroom to meet her husband, intending to inflict on him the same anguish he had just shown her.

She was a curvy woman with a sharp nose, blue sparkling eyes, and long golden hair. Jessica was confident in her shape, even after childbirth. She still attracted mature men who asked her out, but she remained faithful to Dylan, whom she loved deeply and would never betray.

She had never looked down on Dylan, even when he was struggling financially. She loved him, supported him, and enjoyed their intimate life; Dylan was a s****l freak, and they were blessed with two beautiful children.

Jessica remembered meeting Dylan at a fuel station where he worked as an attendant and had filled her car with gas. She hurried to join him in the shower before he finished bathing.

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Dylan stood under the shower, having never used the bathtub, and quickly turned away as he saw Jessica’s sexy body, which aroused him instantly.

He hastened his bath, switching on the shower to rinse off his sudsy body, trying not to look at her.

Realizing he needed to leave the bathroom quickly to avoid succumbing to the temptation of being with her, Dylan rushed past Jessica, heading to the master bedroom.

Jessica, hurt by his rejection, murmured, "What's wrong with him? Why is he behaving like this?"

She walked to the bathtub, preferring to bathe there, and began scrubbing her body.

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Dylan exited to the master bedroom, determined to divorce Jessica because his first love, Rosie Andrew, had returned to the country.

Rosie had visited him at his company, crying as she asked, “Why, Dylan? Why didn’t you wait for me to come back before marrying another woman after ten years of knowing me and proposing to me?”

Dylan remembered promising Rosie he would marry her after being her first lover. He wasn’t Jessica's first, but she had always been kind-hearted and genuine.

No matter what annoyance he caused, she never got angry and overlooked everything.

He had told Jessica before that she could not abandon her family responsibilities to work while leaving their children and him in the hands of a maid. Did she want the maid warming his bed too?

Jessica happily dumped her job as a banker at a big bank where she previously worked, and she became a full-time housewife just to please him.

Jessica's car also became faulty in the third year of their marriage, after Nina's birth. The car couldn't function properly without a qualified mechanic to repair it. However, Dylan refused to repair her car or replace it with a new one, even though he was a billionaire.

Instead, he bought a new car for himself to irritate Jessica, hoping that she would become annoyed and decide to leave him by filing for divorce. But Jessica ignored him and managed her old car as best as she could, or used public transportation instead, since he refused to buy her a new car.

Jessica refused to leave his home, and she continued to repair her car in that state. He even reduced the amount of money he usually gave her weekly for groceries to take care of their home and their two kids. He remembered telling Jessica, "You are too fat now, Jessica, and you should be eating only once a day to lose weight. This money will be enough for you and our two kids if you manage it. Don't you watch your weight at all? Just two kids, and you already look like you’re the same age as my mother."

Jessica smiled at him and replied, "But I'm still beautiful, Dylan! You don't expect me to remain the same 22-year-old Jessica Albert that you married. I am 27 now, and it's expected that I would have changed, as change is always constant. Even you, my love, have changed; you look more mature and handsome now than when we initially got married. You're changing too, my love."

Dylan frowned, realizing that Jessica knew how to smile through every difficult situation. She never got annoyed with him, nagged him, or looked down on him, nor did she compare him with other top-notch billionaires in their state. Instead, she encouraged him never to give up in life, which frustrated him as he contemplated how to divorce the kind-hearted woman he had married.