Dale’s Arrange Wife (ENGLISH VERSION)

My legs stiffened while looking at her. No matter what I do, my body doesn’t want to move. I couldn’t even speak while staring at Carmona’s face. All the memories of the past seemed to come back in an instant. I feel like I’m sweating and shaking for reasons. I don’t know what happened to me.

I can’t remove my eyes from her. Her eyes are still like a magnet on me. It’s like she pulled me to scare. I feel like I’m back to being a teenager that afraid to make a mistake in front of her because she can punish me at any time.

“Hubby?” Lauren calls me but I can’t answer her. I felt like I swallowed my own tongue.

“How are you, Dale?” I clenched my fists. I want to leave in front of her.

“Hubby?” Lauren touched me so I looked at her. I grab the chance to leave them when I can take my eyes off Carmona.

“Excuse me.” I can’t wait for someone to answer. Even though I could hear her cousins ​​whispering but I didn’t understand. Even Lauren calls me I didn’t pay attention either.

I don’t know where I’m going as long as I want to get out in front of her. My feet brought me standing at the back of this mansion. I took a deep breath and sigh loudly while leaning against the wall. I felt the agony and stiffness of my body just now. I felt like I was melting and my knee was gradually softening.

I leaned against the wall and washed my face with my palm. Trying to get rid of the scenarios playing in my mind. The things I used to forget now come back when I see her face.

Why her? Why we meet again? I thought she was in prison, but why was she released? Her case is child abuse but why is she here? Why?

I’ve forgotten what happened to us even though it brought bad effects. Because every time I remember what she did to me, I also remember a sin that I have forgotten. The sin that was the result of what she did to me.

When we met, my mind just came back to the cruel things she did to me. How she would tie me up and punish me when I didn’t do what she wanted. How she bullied me and planted in my mind things that were not suitable for my age.

I still remember how she tied me naked. Suck me, lick me, and when I’m about to reach pleasure she’ll stop. When I don’t stop and release, she punishes me. She will grip my balls harshly. It makes me cry in pain when she squeezes hard.

She pinched my nipple even my balls. Big rubber band is being tied around my shaft tightly, flipped, and she bit hard. I’m not allowed to release if she doesn’t make it several times. She is the one who works and when I get cum because of what she is doing, she gets angry and hardens my masculinity again to play and I am not allowed to get cum again.

She doesn’t just remove the heat from me. She made me a toy, and controlled me more than a robot. Better the robot has the right to be tired when the battery got low while I am not.

Yes, I enjoy it, lick it when I’m wearing it. That’s normal because she makes me happy. What’s not normal is the way that made me like this. Why did I get sick and I don’t know how to treat myself.

I endured it many times even though it was very difficult and painful. She taught a lot, she did a lot, until I got what she wanted, but what happened in return was that I no longer knew myself when it came to bed. I’m forgetting who I am because all I can think about is satisfying myself when my mate is also satisfied. That is how Carmona makes me.

She made me a monster, a beast. A monster that everyone hates. And because of her, I didn’t get my dream and my family couldn’t trust me anymore. She ruined me, she ruined my ambition, my life, my mind, my behavior. SHE RUINED EVERYTHING IN ME.

And now we will meet in her pitiful situation. In a situation where I am not yet free from her? When I haven’t been able to correct what I’ve done. We’ll meet when I’m not whole and still trying to fix myself?

In this situation, I can’t prove myself to her that I can cope without her. In the situation that I was still a slave when we both were in the past. That my personality is lacking because I have something I can’t control because of her.

I punch the wall several times. I was also kicked several times. I want to lose my temper and scream. I want to drag her, scream in her face. But how do I do that? If she just looks at me and I can’t move and speak any more. Because she just thinks it’s like she’s saying that she still owns me and she’s still holding my body. That no matter what I do, she still owns me in bed even if I am with another woman.

“Hubby?” I ignored Lauren. “Hubby, what’s wrong? Why did you suddenly leave?”

“I want to go home.” I tried to steady myself. I tried to calm down because I didn’t want her to notice.

“Does anything hurt? There is a problem?”

“I’m not feeling well.”

“Is that so? I will come with you. I’m just going to apologize to daddy and my aunts, especially aunt Laura and aunt Car—-”

“Stay with them, I’ll leaving alone.”

“Hubby.” She touched my forehead but I removed her hand immediately. “Hubby, you are not ok. What’s the problem? You weren’t like that earlier, you just changed when you saw aunt Car—mo-na.” She slowly mentioned her name and then stared at me.

I couldn’t stop myself from crying while staring at her. I want to tell her we’re out of here and She’s coming with me. That she should not approach that girl because she is a monster and maybe she will teach her something else. I don’t want her to do to Lauren what she is doing to poison my mind.

“Hubby, is aunt Carmona the one you talk before?” When she asked that question, my tears started to fall one after the other.RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

“Come with me, wife, let’s go home. Please.”

“Is she? Answer me.”

“Wife, please let’s go home,” I begged as my tears fell one after the other.

“Answer me, hubby. Is she?!” she asked angrily. “Is she?”But I only answered her by crying.

“She’s a monster.” She suddenly turned and left me. I want to call her but I’m afraid to follow. I’m afraid to go with her because I don’t want Carmona and I, to see each other again.

I don’t know what Lauren was thinking. But I immediately followed her because I didn’t want her to get hurt or do something bad. I know my wife is innocent but not stupid. Even though I didn’t answer, she got what I wanted to convey.

I followed her and saw her standing opposite Carmona’s wheelchair. Even though I was shaking to see her, that didn’t stop me from approaching Lauren. Those around her stood in surprise. I don’t know what the conversation was but I saw her aunt Laura holding Lauren but my wife but she wiped her aunt’s hand.

I even saw her other aunt walk towards Lauren’s dad as if reporting and daddy also looked. I saw mom’s shocked face while looking at Lauren. Maybe she saw Carmona too, even dad was shocked too.

I approached Lauren without looking at Carmona to ask Lauren to go home.

“You deserved what happened to you.” I heard her say.

“Wife.” I held her hand to stop him.

“Hey! You’re being mean, Lauren.” Her cousin scolded him.

“Stop interfering you bitch, if you don’t know anything shut your mouth.” Then Carmona turned again. “I hope you didn’t just lose your leg. Hopefully hands and head as well.”

“Lauren.”

“Stop calling my name, my name is precious and did not deserve to be mentioned by worthless trash like you.”

“Carmona?” I saw mom standing behind dad. Mercy and anger could be seen in her eyes when she saw Carmona. “Are you free?”

“Dina.”

“Don’t call me by my name.”

“I’m sorry for what I did. Dale.” Then she looked at me so I looked away. “Dale.”

“Wife.” I hold Lauren’s hand. “Please, let’s go.”

“I’m not done yet,” Lauren said that’s why even mommy was looking at her. “You’re a monster. I idolized you for being a nice woman. I loved you like I loved aunt Laura but you don’t deserve to be loved. You don’t know what you make. You don’t know what effect you did because of breaking the mind of a naive child. I hate you with all my life. And for the rest of my life, I will carry the regret that I considered you as my family. You’re nothing but a manipulative dirty bitch.”

Lauren walks and I was about to follow when Carmona spoke.

“Dale. I am sorry. Please forgive me.” But I didn’t answer her and I followed my wife first.