Dear Husband, Please Love Me More

Tessa gave him a sidelong glance. Since she didn't recognize him, Tessa simply snatched the glass back and filled it again with red wine.

Ignored, the man playfully grabbed her hand again and slowly ran his rough fingers over her palm.

Tessa furrowed her brows. Although Tessa drank a lot and was still sober, she was caught off guard as the man suddenly molested her, causing her to spill the wine on her chest. Tonight, she wore a casual white blouse, so when it became wet, it turned see-through and inadvertently revealed her bra.

An obscene smile bloomed on the man's face, and he was about to put his arm around Tessa's waist when a scantily clad woman came over and leaned into his arms. Without saying anything, the woman seductively clung to the man's neck before starting to kiss him. As such, the man seemed to forget Tessa, focusing entirely on this wild woman.

Without breaking their heated kiss, the two left, leaving Tessa in shock at the sudden turn of events. Tessa was not innocent, so she knew what they were about to do. Moreover, she saw nothing wrong with it. They were both consenting adults and willing to engage in lovemaking acts, just like in Mark and Martina's case.

So how could Mark explain this matter to her? Both of them willingly engage in this illicit affair, and Martina even gave birth to Arthur, despite making the child fatherless in the eyes of the public.

Tessa smiled self-deprecatingly. But what about her? Who did Mark take her as? While embracing Martina in his arms and pleasuring her, did he even consider for once their eight-year relationship?

Tessa shook her head to forget the pain. Looking everywhere, she noticed almost everyone was having a wild time while she was here at the counter, looking so sad and miserable.

She stood up and went to the dark corridor. With only dim light illuminating the way, Tessa bumped into a man's muscular chest when she turned the corner.

A bold idea rushed into her mind as she felt his breath and heard his heartbeat. Mark had already had a three-year-old son with Martina while she had been living like an ascetic monk for so many years.

Tessa sneered. 'Why not act recklessly for once, Tessa? Right, what more could you lose?'

So Tessa boldly flung her arms around the man's neck, stood on tiptoe, and kissed his lips.

Meanwhile, Phil Scott pursed his thin lips and grimaced when he smelled the pungent smell of wine after bumping into a woman. When Phil was about to push her away, this drunk woman started to kiss him on his lips. Caught off guard, Phil stared at the woman's figure, vaguely reflected by the dim light.

"Get your hands off me, woman!" he said, clearly irritated.

His words fell on deaf ears. "Stay with me, handsome," Tessa whispered sultrily, tightening her hold on him and drawing closer.

Slowly, Tessa closed her eyes, feeling his scorching heat against her body. Phil was not surprised. Scenes like this were rather typical in the bar. People who came here either wanted to enjoy the drinks or find someone to spend the night with.

The woman's voice was clear and soft against his ears, enchanting Phil for a second. It was already too late when he snapped out of it and intended to push her away. The next thing Phil knew, the woman pressed herself against him, and the door behind him somehow opened.

Tessa grinned foolishly and closed the door.

The room was dark, which strengthened Tessa's resolve. Spotting a sofa, Tessa forcefully pushed the man in front of her to lie on it. Afterward, she climbed onto him, looking like a vixen. Perhaps because of the effect of alcohol, her body became hot, like a raging fire.

Phil struggled, but the woman above him seemed so strong that he couldn't break himself free for some unknown reason. Ultimately, they carelessly fell to the ground with a heavy thud.

Tessa didn't notice it. She suddenly felt empty and hot, so her hands hugged his neck again in desperation, like vines wanting to swallow him.

While Phil gasped for breath, Tessa climbed onto his body and started planting kisses on his face. Her restless hands kept touching his body until they stopped on his belt.

Phil closed his eyes and took a shaky breath to calm himself before pushing her away.

"Damn it!" Phil cursed.

Just his luck. He happened to get caught by such a crazy woman.

Tessa kept reaching for him in the dark, murmuring, "Mark, Mark..."

The expression on Phil's face instantly turned cold. He said, through gritted teeth, "Scram!"

He was a normal man, and although he tried his best to control himself, Phil still clearly felt the change in his body. Nonetheless, he would never have a fling with a woman he had just met.

At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open with a loud bang, and the lights in the room lit up in an instant before a deep voice exclaimed, "Police! Everybody, don't move!"

Stunned, Tessa and Phil simultaneously turned their heads to the door. After seeing the men in police uniform holding guns and aiming at them, they both knew in their hearts that they were in deep trouble.