Chapter 6 The Affectionate Kiss

Clad in the red dress, Molly walked out of the hotel. As soon as she got into her car, she slumped forward onto the steering wheel.

The thought that she had to go back home and face her husband drove her absolutely crazy. Molly had no idea how she was going to keep her emotions in check.

She was afraid that she wouldn't be able to help herself from questioning him,

even though she knew very well that exposing the entire truth wouldn't be the best choice for her.

At this moment, her phone rang in her handbag. Molly took out her phone and saw Fiona's name displayed on the screen.

Still tired from everything that had happened, she answered the phone in a bitter voice.

"Fiona, I'm outside the hotel."

"You're outside the hotel? Did you really go? I wanted to wait outside the entire time. But my mother-in-law called me and said that she had something urgent to tell me. You know what kind of person she is."

Fiona tried to explain her absence to Molly. If her mother-in-law hadn't called, she would have stayed and helped Molly.

But there was no need for Fiona to explain; Molly already appreciated her kindness enough.

"I know. If you hadn't told me, I would have continued to be fooled. But..."

Molly trailed off.

It would be hard for her to face her husband. After all, they had been living together for nearly seven years.

Fiona understood Molly's situation, but so what? Her husband did the same thing that Molly's husband did. Most of the time, Fiona just turned a blind eye to the things that her husband was doing behind her back.

But Fiona couldn't understand why Molly's husband had an affair. After all, Walter was a different from her husband, who was a playboy.

Walter should never have done that!

Fiona said to Molly, "I don't think Walter is that kind of person. Or maybe he was just temporarily bewitched, and he ended up doing something stupid. You guys already have a kid, and there is a second one on the way, so you can't get divorced so easily. Molly, you should think about everything carefully, especially the divorce. You can't make a sloppy decision."

Fiona felt sorry for Molly. If Molly didn't get a divorce, she herself would live a hard life. If Molly got a divorce, her daughter would live a hard life.

But in the end, the person who was in the most pain was Molly.

Looking out of the window, Molly let out a long sigh and said, "I have to face this. Don't worry about me. I will try and save my marriage."

Fiona nodded. Molly was a mature and calm woman. She would know what she had to do.

However, Fiona was more curious about who the mistress was.

"Did you see her face? Did you see who his mistress is?"

Shaking her head, Molly answered, "No. Something came up today. I'll tell you about it some other day."

Feeling sorry about it, Fiona said, "You wasted a good chance. I thought you'd be able to see the mistress's face clearly. What are you going to do now?"

Molly squinted her eyes. Fiona's question made her feel totally confused.

She wanted to fight back, but she had to think about how to find that mistress first.

She leaned back against the driver's seat, annoyed. "I haven't decided yet. Fiona, don't tell anyone else about Walter's affair. Let's forget about it and act as if nothing happened. Once I find out who his mistress is, I'll make my decision. I should find out more about the mistress first."

Her husband's mistress was in the dark, while she was in the light.

Nonetheless, it seemed that she would have to do something to keep her husband by her side.

Realizing that it was already five o'clock in the afternoon, Molly hung up her phone in a hurry and drove back home.

Usually, at this time, she had already prepared dinner and been waiting for her husband to come home.

Walter would always come back home before 6 p.m. to keep his wife company every day,

even though he had a mistress.

Somehow, the thought of this reassured Molly.

The fact that he was willing to go home every day meant that their home was still irreplaceable in his heart.

Half an hour later, Molly drove her car into the yard.

By then, Walter had already come home, and when he didn't see his wife anywhere, he looked around worriedly. Upon seeing her car pulling into the driveway, he immediately ran to the yard to welcome her.

And the moment Molly stopped the car and walked out of it, Walter's jaw dropped in amazement.

Red!

His wife was wearing a tight, red dress, which hugged her graceful figure perfectly. She looked as charming as an enchantress.

Her dark hair wasn't arranged neatly like it always was. Instead, it was draped around her shoulders in a messy and casual manner, which made her skin fairer and brought out her unspeakable charm.

Greed and astonishment flashed in Walter's eyes as he walked up to his wife and wrapped his arms around her.

Molly found herself wrapped in a warm hug.

But in spite of that, her heart felt cold.

It was not until then that she realized what the paparazzo meant.

Apparently, her husband really liked red and taking risks.

She smirked and apologized in an exhausted and guilty tone, "I'm sorry. I went out for some business today, and I ended up going home late. Have you eaten yet?"

His mouth and stomach had always been spoiled by her. He always ate the food she cooked and seldom ate outside.

"I'm not hungry, and you must be very tired today. How about we order take-out food instead?" Walter asked in a soft voice as he stared at his wife obsessively.

The entire time he spoke, he couldn't take his eyes off his wife. He was well aware of how beautiful she was and how perfect her body was.

However, seven years' time was enough to make one tired of seeing the same thing over and over again. In fact, he cheated on her simply because he wanted to spice things up.

Then, all of a sudden, Molly changed up her dressing style, and he was surprised to find that his wife was actually hot and sexy.

Back when they were just about to get married, she seemed as innocent as a rabbit. And after they got married, she was at peace with the world.

But now, she actually looked mature and sexy, and this realization made him both surprised and pleased.

He couldn't be more satisfied to have such a beautiful wife as a partner in life.

Molly observed the look on her husband's face,

and she found him staring at her with gentle eyes.

She just changed into a tight dress, so why was he acting so obsessed with her?

"What do you want to eat?"

Remembering that there was a baby in his wife's belly, Walter wanted to take good care of her.

And after giving it a second thought, Molly decided to agree with Walter and just have some food delivered. She was too tired to cook today anyway.

"Shrimp dumplings and some appetizers."

After hearing her say that, Walter nodded and went back into the house with his arm around Molly. Once they had sat down on the sofa, he called a restaurant to order some food.

Although the dress made her feel pretty, its length made her feel quite uncomfortable.

"I'll go upstairs to change my clothes and come down afterwards."

She stood up, and just as she was about to go upstairs to change her clothes, Walter grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her into his arms.

He stared at his wife affectionately, his eyes blazing with passion. "Don't change your clothes. I want you to keep wearing that dress."

Molly simply squinted at her husband with a curious expression.

'Does he really like me? Or does he just like me dressing up like that woman to please him?' she thought.

Not knowing what was on her mind, Walter found himself unable to help himself from kissing her.

The next second, before Molly could even respond, he lowered his head and kissed her lips. His kiss was so greedy and imperious that she almost couldn't breathe.