Dear Husband, Please Love Me More

Meanwhile, while Sara slept soundly, an unexpected phone call woke her up, and it was by far the most shocking wake-up call she had.

"What?! Alright, I'm coming." Sara bolted up and quickly dressed up.

Coincidentally, Mark was outside her apartment, looking for Tessa.

"Mark!" Sara came at him.

"I'm sorry, but please tell her to come out and see me. I called her, but she wouldn't answer. Please, I needed to talk to her," Mark begged, making Sara all the more confused.

"What are you talking about? Tessa's been detained! How could she come out and see you here?!" Sara yelled at him, confused.

"What?" Mark uttered in shock.

"For the love of! She just went out to get her veil. Why did she end up at the police station?" Sara muttered in distress.

With that, the two rushed towards the police station where Tessa was currently detained.

Sara quickly spotted Tessa talking to a female officer when they walked in. She appeared dazed in her disheveled state.

"What the hell is going on?" Sara asked Tessa after walking toward her friend, her brow wrinkled, "You came to your new house to get your wedding veil, didn't you? Why did you end up here at the station?"

She glanced at Tessa's disheveled state and added, "Mark also couldn't get through to you, so he came to my house to find you. Who would have known..."

After having an eventful night and staying at the police station for some time, Tessa's makeup was a complete mess, her skirt was wrinkled, and her white blouse was soiled with red wine.

Mark scowled when he saw Tessa in this state. He took off his coat and was about to put it on for her when Tessa looked at him viciously and hissed, "Get lost!"

Mark flinched, stung by the hatred that flashed in Tessa's eyes.

Witnessing all this, Sara looked at Tessa in disbelief. She finally realized that something had happened between them, and it wasn't an easy matter. Even though Sara was dying to know what happened, she held it in as Tessa had to complete all the procedures before they released her.

It was an arduous process. By the time the three left the station, it was already daylight.

While leaving, Tessa ran into Phil, surrounded by a group of people wearing coats. Tessa had drunk a lot of wine last night, so now her head was throbbing in pain. Even after being pestered by Sara, Tessa remained quiet. But when she saw Phil again, her face couldn't help but flush in embarrassment.

Last night, Tessa didn't know what came to her and only realized what she was doing after seeing the shocked looks on the police officers' faces who barged into them.

Meanwhile, Phil's deep facial features were cold, and he kept a straight face. However, after noticing Tessa's figure across the corridor, complicated emotions flashed in his eyes; disgust, indifference, and dislike.

Phil stopped walking, and his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled.

Seeing Phil's expression, Tessa's heart seemed to skip a beat, wondering what the man would do to her after what she did last night. Thankfully, Sara pulled her right away and said, "Let's go!"

Having walked past Phil, Tessa inwardly heaved a sigh of relief.

Stepping outside, Mark, who had been silent for a long time, couldn't help but ask, "Tessa, what's going on? Why are you suddenly involved in human trafficking? "

Tessa looked at this cheating bastard and parroted, "Human trafficking?"

"Yes, I became a prostitute overnight," Tessa sneered. "Why? Got a problem with that?"

Mark had an affair with Martina first, so who was he to condemn her even if she somehow became a prostitute?

Mark frowned and quickly responded, "I know you're not like that, but..."

Before Mark could finish his sentence, Tessa screamed in frustration, "You had a son with Martina. Why can't I have a fling with a man?" Her eyes were red and puffy, with dark circles under them.

Hearing Tessa's words, Sara was taken aback. "What? Is Arthur Mark's son? "

"Yes!" Tessa answered vehemently and turned to leave, not wanting to see Mark's face as she kept remembering how he and Martina cheated on her.

But Mark quickly stopped her. Then, he asked, "Where are you going?"

"It's none of your business!" Tessa shoved him away and strode forward.

"None of my business?" Mark incredulously exclaimed as he followed Tessa. "Looking at the time, it's past six o'clock now. The ceremony will start at eight-thirty and then the hotel reception at ten o'clock. "

Tessa's rage grew when she heard Mark say these things, so she grabbed whatever her hands could get, and it was the garbage bags out in the corner. She tossed them at him, screaming, "Fuck you and our wedding!"

Mark showered in different kinds of trash, including some greasy vegetable leaves. After being momentarily stunned, Mark furiously swiped all the filthy and smelly garbage on him and scolded her as though she was a kid throwing a tantrum. "Tessa, what's wrong with you? Have you forgotten? We're getting married today! "

Tessa laughed dryly, her gaze fixed on Mark. "Didn't you say you don't want to get married any time soon?" she smirked, remembering what he said to Martina the night before.

Tessa continued, "Since that's what you wished for, let's break up and call off the wedding!"

"What makes you think I'd agree with that?" Mark furrowed.

"What a joke! What about you? Did you get my permission when you and Martina had an affair behind my back?" Tessa spat back and turned to leave. She felt nothing but deep hatred towards this man she had loved deeply for years.

However, Mark wasn't done with her yet and grabbed her arm fiercely, saying, "Where are you going? You have yet to tell me why you went to the bar and fooled around with a stranger in the middle of the night."

Losing her patience, Tessa shoved him away and roared, "Fuck off!" Before Mark could react, Tessa threw him punches and kicks, and he couldn't do anything but endure Tessa's anger.

Unbeknownst to Tessa, a black car had parked across the street, and the people inside witnessed this scene.

Phil's secretary, Sally Eden, was dressed professionally in her buttoned-up suit, wearing light makeup, and had her long hair coiled up. Her clear and calm voice rang inside the car, "President Scott, the proposal for the new site has been finalized. MD Group's president expressed his interest in investing in one of our projects. He wants to make an appointment with you for a detailed discussion."

Sitting in the back seat, Phil had a mysterious look on his face while watching the scene outside.

Afterward, he averted his eyes from Tessa and answered coldly, "You can schedule that later. Now go back to the company. "With that, he closed his eyes and tried to catch some sleep.

Hearing this, Sally stopped talking and motioned for the driver to start driving.