"Of course, I will," Wendy said, her tone as gentle as ever. "You go get showered. You smell a little... off."


    Nathan froze. He hadn''t seen Wendy in days and was eager to make love with her. Herment caught him off guard. He had spent thest few days holed up in his secret vi, and they''d had onest round right before he came home, with no time to shower.


    Her nose was sharp.


    But it didn''t dampen his desire for her. Now that she was back, he was feeling victorious and ready for a marathon session in bed.


    As Nathan headed for the bathroom, a cold smile touched Wendy''s lips. It''s over for you, Nathan. You will never touch me again.


    She nced at the drink on the table, then picked it up and poured the contents into a beverage bottle she had prepared earlier.


    She was curious to see who would lose their mind first.


    In the bathroom, Nathan started by rinsing his mouth. He couldn''t have a trace of bad breath; Wendy would be disgusted. Second, he couldn''t have any body odor. Joanna''s mother was so much easier, so tolerant and amodating. With Wendy, it was a constant performance. He had to shower every day, soak his feet to prevent any hint of athlete''s foot, and ensure his breath was always fresh. He had eaten something with a strong vor tonight, so he rinsed his mouth several times with mouthwash until it felt clean. Then, he squeezed a generous amount of toothpaste onto his brush and scrubbed vigorously.


    He showered and applied cologne, not missing a single step.


    When he finally emerged, feeling confident, Wendy had already finished her drink, removed her mask, and was lying in bed.


    Nathan happily climbed in next to her, pulling her into his arms. Ah... Wendy''s body was still the best. Even after five children, she had maintained her figure perfectly.


    Wendy suppressed a wave of nausea and forced a faint smile.


    "Wendy, I missed you," Nathan murmured, leaning in for a kiss.


    Wendy averted her gaze in disgust. For the past few days, she had watched him with that other woman. He was more rxed with her, more himself That woman catered to his every need. They had made love freely in their little home, cooked together, and gone shopping like a normal couple.


    When they went out, Nathan wouldpletely change his


    appearance a wig, sses he didn''t normally wear, a face mask, and


    casual clothes he never


    never wore at


    home. He became a different


    person. No wonder she''d never discovered his betrayal. The man was a master of disguise.


    She could see the dark circles under his eyes, a clear sign of his recent excesses.


    "So, what have you been up to while I was gone? Tell me everything," Wendy asked casually, her eyes cold.


    Nathan, ever the smooth talker, replied, “Just running back and forth between the office and home. It''s been pretty tiring."


    He was telling the truth, in a way. He had been running to a home-just not this one.


    "It must have been exhausting," Wendy said, feigning concern.


    Nathan shook his head. "It''s all worth it for the happiness and future of our family."


    Wendy''s gaze sharpened. How noble, she thought. More like for his own future. After years of living off her family, Nathan had sessfully transformed himself into the very picture of a wealthy man.


    He tried to initiate sex, putting in a considerable effort.


    But then, the embarrassing truth became apparent. His little soldier wasn''t standing at attention. He felt the urge, so why was nothing


    happening? Panie set in as he looked at Wendy, who was beautiful” and seemingly ready for him.


    Seeing hisck of progress, Wendy frowned. "Honey, are you too tired? Maybe we should just skip it tonight. I''m exhausted too. It was a long flight, and I was upte workingst night."