My Wife Asks Ex-Boyfriend for a Public Kiss

Everyone looked at me as if I were a madman and then they silently left.

It was a waste of time to pay attention to anyone. So I ordered the nanny to clean up and then I went back to sleep.

"Don't make yourself suffer.” I said those words not only to them, but also to me."

Since we didn't love each other, we should separate as soon as possible, and there was no need to hesitate about.

Not long after I fell asleep, I heard a loud noise from the bedroom door.

Then, the light was switched on. I stood up and saw Queenie standing at the bedroom door.

"Alexander, am I too kind to you? So, that’s why you know who you are?"

"There were so many people here today, yet you've lost your temper at me? No matter what, as a successful person, why didn’t you know how to save face for yourself?"

Queenie looked aggrieved as she accused me. The expression on her face was cold and aloof, but tears were welling up in her eyes.

She was showing off her pride and complaining at the same time.

In the past, every time she looked like this, I would immediately choose to coax her. Even if she was wrong, I would admit my mistake first.

Because her family had done me a favor, her father, who had passed away had donated organs to me. Otherwise, I would have died long ago.

So, even though she was going to marry Bruce Sherman who had run away from the wedding at that time, I still agreed when she begged me to marry her when she was helpless.

I agreed not only to repay her kindness, but also because I loved her.

Even though I found out later that she still had Bruce Sherman in her heart, Bruce, I still wanted to move her with my kindness.

I could tolerate all her mistakes, and I was willing to spoil her like a princess.

But I couldn’t tolerate principled mistakes.

"If I insulted myself, I could suffer even if I was despised when Queenie had just given Bruce an artificial respiration without that long kiss.

"Answer my question!"

Queenie roared.

I looked at her quietly and said, "Queenie, as Mrs. Green, my wife, it's already disgraceful of you to invite your ex-boyfriend into our house. You're already ruining your own reputation by doing CPR for him, and your long kiss in the end is trampling on my dignity."

She shook her head and smiled. "So, do you still think I'm disgraceful?"

She was stunned on the spot. It seemed that she didn't expect that I, who used to be doted on her, not only didn't apologize but blamed her.

"It's just a kiss, but so what?"

"It's not like that I haven't kissed him before I was with you!"

Queenie's tone was very tough, as if she really made a lot of sense.

"I have a girlfriend before you, so can I kiss her now?"

I asked calmly.

"Of course not!"

Queenie was stunned as soon as she finished speaking. She had finally realized her mistake.

"Then I won't kiss you in the future, okay?"

Her tone softened. It was the first time I had seen her fawning over me on her face.

"Ok."

"But in order to show fairness, I also want to find a woman to kiss. Can you accept it?"

I asked.

"No!"

Queenie was furious again. She gritted her teeth and said, "Alexander, you're so trivial, and I felt so disappointed on you. No, you disgust me when you dare to kiss another woman!"

After that, she slammed the door and went out to the guest room.

I shook my head helplessly. She seemed to think that she could get away with it by throwing a tantrum this time. But that was only her wishful thinking.