Chapter 26: Truly Envious of the Lady's Husband

Tasha's face flushed red, and her mind began to wander, imagining the strong chest muscles once again.

What would it feel like if those dog-like abs slammed into her body with force?

Rod, her new neighbor, had no idea what she was thinking.

Seeing Tasha lost in her thoughts, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Ma'am?"

"Huh?"

A soft call brought Tasha back from her fantasy.

She hurriedly took the item Rod was handing her, feeling flustered.

"Thank you!"

Looking at the charm in her hand, Tasha thanked him.

Her impression of this young man suddenly improved.

She knew, of course, that many people had died in the villa they were living in now. It was, without a doubt, a haunted house.

She had actually opposed her husband buying this place initially.

However, Herman had fallen in love with the house at first sight.

After inquiring about the price and finding that it was less than half of what a normal house would cost, he made the decision to buy it without even consulting her.

This led to some arguments between them for a while.

But it wasn't that she believed there were evil spirits or anything in the house.

She just felt that a house where people had died wasn't clean.

On this point, she and her husband were the same—they were both materialists.

Still, Rod had given her the charm out of goodwill.

Tasha wasn't foolish enough to reject a kind gesture from a neighbor.

To fully integrate into this community, interactions between neighbors were essential.

Besides, she had a good impression of this young man and even liked him a bit.

Seeing Tasha put on the charm, Rod smiled.

It was good she listened to advice. He was worried she might be the type of stubborn fool who refuses to see reason.

Arrogant!

Conceited!

And such self-righteous people were not uncommon in China too.

Rod's eyes were drawn to the charm on Tasha's chest, naturally falling into the deep cleavage below.

It wasn't that he was thinking anything inappropriate.

It was just that the charm happened to fall right between those two snow-white peaks.

As a gentleman, even if he didn't want to stare, his gaze would unconsciously focus on that area.

This was a man's primal instinct.

Since he was handing something to his new neighbor, the distance between them was very close, just two steps apart.

The faint scent of perfume filled his nostrils, and Rod's mind, which had been clear, began to drift.

Tasha's attire caught his attention.

Perhaps because she was going to take her child to school, today's outfit wasn't as bold and revealing as yesterday's.

But still, it adhered to the typical American style of sexy and mature fashion.

A tight camisole with a low neckline, barely covering half.

Her round chest was lifted high, obviously thanks to shapewear.

Below, she wore simple pink yoga pants, proudly highlighting her plump hips and leg curves.

Her lower body muscles showed clear signs of regular exercise, yet remained beautifully sculpted.

It was obvious this hot young woman was devoted to gym workouts and yoga.

Unlike most American women with wide hips and significant gaps between their thighs, this alluring neighbor's legs naturally pressed together without a single gap when she stood.

Her firm buttocks—he could only imagine how they would feel to the touch.

How lucky her husband was!

Rod quickly averted his gaze and met her warm, alluring eyes, which seemed almost syrupy.

He seriously instructed her, "Everyone in your family should wear one of these charms, and it's best to hang one on your pillow and door as well."

Rod didn't mention the haunted house issue.

Since they had already bought the house, they were surely aware of its history.

Knowing it was a house where many had died and still deciding to buy it suggested they were atheists.

If he meddled too much, it would only make them uncomfortable.

By giving them a few charms, he had done enough to help this family avoid disaster.

If they still didn't move out and ended up dying in the haunted house, it would only mean they were fated for that outcome.

It's hard to help someone determined to make a mistake.

Everyone has to bear the consequences of their own choices.

After giving Tasha the charms, Rod got into his second-hand pickup truck and headed to school.

He had already taken three days off and couldn't afford to be late again.

Watching Rod leave, Tasha sighed.

She couldn't help but think of her husband, who had been working long hours lately, often leaving early and returning late. Sometimes, he'd even be away on business trips for several days.

Although it was all for work, she couldn't help but feel a bit resentful.

After all, she was a woman too. She felt lonely and needed companionship.

Such a simple desire was a luxury for her.

Sometimes she thought about finding a young, strong lover to satisfy the cravings her husband couldn't fulfill.

But whenever she thought of her husband working hard outside, she felt ashamed of her dark thoughts.

She could only suppress her desires and find her own ways to relieve the loneliness.