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Bullying My Forever Wife

Bullying My Forever Wife

Autor: rtc14

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Tracy kisses Sean passionately before she gives him the gift for their 3rd anniversary. "Let's get a divorce! I will give you the freedom you wanted for so long," she said, pushing him away. Sean's gaze was cold. "... How much do you want this time?" For the past three years, Sean has known the behavior of his wife, Tracy. She has many tricks just for money. "I don't need anything... Sign the divorce paper and let's forget each other," Tracy put the folder on the table before leaving the room. Sean did not believe her. "You think you can fool me? Huh! You wish!"
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Chapter 1

Tracy picked up her phone and typed a brief message for her husband. "Happy 3rd anniversary... Come home early. I have a surprise that you will surely love...."

After sending this message, Tracy put down her phone and went to the kitchen to continue cooking. Her face is glowing. Not showing any concern about the news earlier.

"Ma'am, I'll help you...." the servant said.

Tracy smiled and shook her head. "No need... I want to cook for him so you can proceed with your work."

The servant looks at Tracy with envy. "You're too sweet, ma'am. I'm sure sir will be happy tonight."

Tracy smiled and did not answer. Are she and Sean deeply affectionate? Tracy smirks at herself because she knows everything is for a show.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Sean arrived home, and the maid left with enthusiasm.

Tracy just laid out the dishes. While preparing the food, she felt the warm breath on her nape, then the finger that touched her chin. Tracy turned, but she didn't have a chance to speak because Sean immediately pecked her lips - it was passionate and exploring.

Tracy was stunned for a moment and reached out to push him away, but Sean wrapped her waist, his long fingers pinched her chin, and his black eyes narrowed slightly. Then a word spits out had no warmth. "You specifically asked me to come back. Isn't it for this?"

Tracy explained softly: "No, today is our third wedding anniversary, and I have a gift for you."

Sean let go of her, sorted out the slightly wrinkled shirt, and said lightly: "The gift is unnecessary. After all, your surprises have always made me surprised but not happy."

Tracy's lips pulled, and without rebuttal, she turned and continued what she was doing.

Soon, the two of them eat...

Tracy sat across from Sean, and poured the red wine. She picked up her glass: "To celebrate our third wedding anniversary, cheers."

Under the lights, the man's handsome features. The jawline that remains firm is cold and deep, the bridge of his nose is straight, and his thin lips are slightly raised- indicating that Sean Pattinson is unsatisfied with the celebration. Tracy smiled and did not expect him to respond to her. Sean picked up the wineglass and looked up to drink it.

After drinking, she continued to pour a second cup... then another. Finally, after many glasses, Tracy was a little drunk, lying on the table looking at the man who had never been bothered by her. "Sean Pattinson, it's our anniversary... Can you give me a little smile?"

"What do you want me to do? To go crazy with you or to accompany you to this extremely boring anniversary?" Sean retorted.

"How can it be boring?" Tracy remarks.

Sean smirked as if he had heard some joke, then he whispered. "Then will you let me all the way?"

Tracy shook the liquid left in the cup, and the soft light slightly moistened her eyes. "It should be possible... No way. "

Sean didn't want to waste time here with her and got upstairs. He untied his tie and took off his blazer in annoyance, and just as he unbuttoned his shirt, a pair of soft little hands were wrapped around his back, and the smell of wine followed.

"Don't worry. It has not delivered my gift..." Tracy seductively whispers.

Sean turned around, put his hands in his pants pockets, and looked at Tracy without uttering a word.

Tracy's cheeks were flushed, and a pair of eyes innocently looked at him, making people unable to move their eyes. Sean's deep throat knot rolled, even if he did not want to admit it, but the person in front of him was undoubtedly beautiful. She can move every man's heart.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been put in the way by her in the first place. Then his gaze goes into her red lips... While Tracy's little hands slipped into his shirt, Sean lifted her chin without hesitation, pressed his lips, and pried her apart.

Tracy could feel Sean's punishing kiss, but she did not surrender. With the same intensity, Tracy responded to the kiss. Drowned by the lust, Tracy did not realize that Sean had already laid her on the bed.

Sean held Tracy's side with both hands and ticked the end of his eyes like a silent taunt: "Didn't you say you don't want to?"

"Don't you know what women say is different from what they think..." Tracy responded.

Sean sneered and bowed his head again and kissed her.

Tracy was especially proactive tonight, her teeth biting his lip, and the rusty smell of blood filled their lips. The kiss is like a game, who wins, and who can dominate the other?

Sean was about to get the condom from the side table when Tracy blew up the surprise she had prepared for him. "Sean Pattinson, let's get a divorce." "

The man hanging over her paused. "What are you talking about?"

Even though Tracy knew he heard her clearly, she still repeated her sentence. "Let's get a divorce."

Sean's lust vanished in an instant as he stood up. "How much money do you want?" Tracy was always like this. In order to ask for money without folding the means, the tricks came out in an endless stream, so it accustomed Sean.

"Not a single penny." Tracy took out a divorce agreement under the pillow. "... see? If there is no problem, you can sign it."

Sean's face was deep and depressed. "Tracy, you better know to stop at the right time. I don't have time to play this boring trick with you." he coldly replied.

"Didn't I say I was going to surprise you tonight? I think my gift is the best for everyone."

Sean looked at her expressionlessly and inexplicably felt that the smile on her face was a little shaky.

Tracy smiled. "Sean, I wish you a happy divorce."

Sean's thin lips lifted, and a few seconds later he asked. "Are you serious?"

Tracy nodded. "What? This is joy... I'm sure you love it."

"Fine! Don't you dare regret it!" Sean left this sentence and without mercy slammed the door.

Tracy looked down at the divorce agreement in her hand. Sean didn't even look at it.

That night, Tracy packed everything up. She just put her belonging before she becomes Mrs. Sean Pattinson.

Sean bought jewelry bags, shoes, and clothes, but Tracy left everything. For her, it's not worth it.

When she left, Tracy looked at the divorce agreement that was resting on the cold coffee table and still picked it up.

Passing by the dining room, Tracy looked at the dining table, and the tableware in front of Sean was clean, and he had not moved at all.

This wedding anniversary, as imagined, is still as unpopular as ever. Thankfully, it's overridden with divorce anniversaries.

"Surely, Sean is rushing to announce to his lover that he is finally a free man..." Sitting in the taxi, Tracy looked at the scenery that flashed outside and suddenly felt a sense of relief.

After three years as a fake Mrs. Pattinson, she is about to return to her slum. Tracy bitterly smiles.