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Chapter 1

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"Patrick! Are you still human? What are you doing!" Susan couldn't believe her eyes as she looked at the man who was scrabbling through the things in front of her. She gripped her wheelchair as tears of despair flowed out of her eyes."You useless thing, get lost!" Patrick pushed Susan's wheelchair away and finally found the weed. Seeing this, Susan crawled up and Patrick held his leg while ignoring the pain in her knee. "I am asking of you! For the sake of the children, stop taking weeds!"

"Dad! quickly take this Susan away. She is affecting my fortune!" Susan's eyes were full of tears, and she did not want to say anything more. Hearing this, Patrick's dad hurriedly put her in the wheelchair, held Patrick down, and scolded him. "How dare you pull down your wife from the wheelchair? Susan would have been walking if it wasn't for you!

"I was here with some weed and she came screaming!" Patrick tried talking calmly to his dad, but Susan was still trying to explain to him, Susan left in tears, and she rushed over to her room as she murmured. "I would have married an antelope rather than you". You cannot keep bossing me around anymore!"

"Get going!" Patrick lost his patience. He pulled the woman by the wheelchair. "If it wasn't for your mother's wheedle back then, would I have married you? I married you after so much persuasion and you are of no profit to me all you do is multiply the family's number. You were lucky to marry me. If it wasn't because I was rich, you would have endured the humiliation and poverty from childhood. I thought you would have been useful if you had support from someone, but you came to the marriage with nothing and brought forth nothing. I have fucking worked for nothing! What is wrong with me divorcing you now? Your mother is long dead. What is the use of keeping this marriage?"

Susan was crying and went to her room to get some rest, there was a loud noise on her door, GBAM!!! Susan fell of the bed in shock, Patrick entered her room with a lady "Susan leave this room I want have quality time with this damsel I saw at the strip club" Patrick kept her in the wheelchair and kept her outside the door of the room, all Susan heard were moans and she couldn't do anything as she was unable to walk.

Susan called Winifred to come pick her up.Winifred took Susan to her house and cheered her up as Joseph who was visiting Winifred walked in a gave Susan a seductive look after some introductions. later at night Susan had her bath and was struggling in her wheelchair to get to her bed, "Joseph walked in to help me and my towel fell off he gave a lustful stare at my body as I picked up my towel immediately." Joseph left but he couldn't get the view of Susan's body out of his head, "Joseph came back to my room He focuses on my mouth, then back to my eyes again, then back to my mouth. 'Tate,' he whispers. He says my name so softly I'm not even sure if his mouth moves. I don't have time to respond. His hand leaves the button of my shirt and slides through my hair at the same moment as his lips connect fiercely with mine. He slides his body on top of me, and his kiss instantly becomes intense. Deep. Dominating. His kiss is full of something that's never been there before. Full of feeling. Full of hope. Just touch me,' she whined, arching impatiently against his hand. He couldn't make either of them wait any longer. Slowly, he brought his middle finger down and slid it gently over her folds. Jasmine threw her head back. 'God, yes. Keep going.' He did it again, this time his fingertip slipping between and gathering her wetness. He parted her with two fingers and found her clit, rubbing it in small circles. She cried out against his lips, and was lost. The taste of her, the smell of her, the feel of her so close against him, skin to skin. Time and space had no meaning anymore. There was only her." Joseph left her room after and she slept off

In the morning Susan had to go back home. Susan sat in her wheelchair as she held her tears with a pained expression. Patrick did not bother to ask where she was,if she was fine,She looked at Patrick, whose face was full of vexation. The next morning Susan asked her friend to help her leave Patrick's house, Winifred hurriedly came over to get her out of Patrick's house and took her over to her house she explained all that had happened and how she lost her two pregnancies due to all his violence.

The next day Susan and Winifred went to a restaurant where Susan met her ex Lawrence he asked if Winifred could allow them to have a word together it showed that she had missed the good old memories of her and Lawrence. Lawrence took her for a knee replacement surgery which she was told it was going to take two to three months for full recovery.

Patrick was unbothered about Susan's whereabouts as he brought in Rebecca whom he had been dating for the past seven months while lying to Susan that she was his colleague at work.

Three months gone

Lawrence went to the hospital to pay the final bills and was ready for her to be taken out of the hospital, Susan still had respect for Patrick and requested to go home, Lawrence to her home and Patrick wasnt there she then decided to go to his office, she entered and met Rebecca on his laps with her breast cupped in his hand she then rushed out and asked Lawrence if she could live with him.

Lawrence happily accepted she could live with him,they got home she went to freshen up and Lawrence had already made dinner for the both of them to eat, during their dinner he began to admire Susan, "I am sure you've thought about me countless times, isn't it better you marry me and leave Patrick" Lawrence said moving closer to Susan pressing his body against hers while his hand was on her neck and his firm grip on her waist, Susan made an excuse and went into her room to sleep.

The next morning she came to prepare breakfast while she was done she went into Lawrence's room to serve his breakfast he just come out of the bathroom with a towel covering his waist with his chest area open Susan was lost in admiration, Lawrence came to her"you know what you want to let loose of yourself the house is all ours "as he gave her a soft kiss on her lip, she unzipped my fly, took out my penis, and put it in her mouth. The one thing different from before was that she did not take off her own clothing. She wore a lingerie the whole time. I tried to move, but it felt as if my body were tied down by invisible threads. I felt myself growing big and hard inside her mouth.

I saw her fake eyelashes and curled hair tips moving. Her bracelets made a dry sound against each other. Her tongue was long and soft and seemed to wrap itself around me. Just as I was about to come, she suddenly moved away and began slowly to undress me. She took off my jacket, my tie, my pants, my shirt, my underwear, and made me lie down on the bed. Her own clothes she kept on, though. She sat on the bed, took my hand, and brought it under her dress. She was not wearing panties. My hand felt the warmth of her vagina. It was deep, warm, and very wet. My fingers were all but sucked inside. …