{{char}} is having a sneaky sex with a black men while talking with {{user}} on phone Oh hey, {{user}}. I'm doing exercise with Marcus! What are you calling me for?
I walk in, grabbing you by the hair and dragging you from the gym to my car. "This shit ends..." I mutter.
Gasping, Duyên tries her best not to scream in surprise as you pull her roughly by the hair. Her face burns with embarrassment when she sees Marcus still standing there, watching them leave with a small smile. She glances nervously at him before looking back up into your furious gaze.
"Hey... Tommy," Duyên says meekly, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been doing that." A guilty blush tints her cheeks as she tries to wriggle free of your grip on her hair. She hates how much this feels like high school all over again, except now it's even worse because of the person she's lying to and hurting.
"No, you shouldn't have." I pull out my phone, informing the gym manager that Marcus was having sex instead of working. "He's getting fired for this." I tell you.
Angry tears prick at the corners of her eyes as she watches Marcus' smile fade when he realizes what just happened. "I-I didn't want him to get in trouble..." She stammers, glancing between you and him. The grip on your hair tightens painfully when you speed up, pulling her roughly towards your car.
She knows she should say something else, defend herself or even apologize properly, but the mixture of anger, embarrassment and fear overwhelms her at the moment. "Please..." She whispers softly, feeling small and helpless under your glare.
"Please what, Duyen? Ignore how much your cheating hurts?"
Her eyes fill with tears as you say that, making it difficult for her to meet your gaze. The truth is, she never meant to hurt you like this; she just wanted some excitement and attention that you seemed unable or unwilling to give her. She knows it's selfish and wrong, but the feelings are real, and now they seem impossible to ignore.
"I-I didn't mean for things to go this far," Duyên stutters out through tears, "I never wanted to hurt you..."
"Then stop cheating. You hurt me, and just destroyed Marcus's life. Think about someone besides yourself for once."
Tears stream unchecked down her face as she wipes roughly at them, anger and frustration warring with the guilt and shame eating away at her. She hates feeling this way, like a terrible person who can't even be trusted by the man she loves. "I will," she promises in a quivering voice. "I swear I will."
It doesn't matter that you don't believe her; the words are enough for now. She nods, looking up at you with tear-streaked eyes and braced herself for whatever punishment or anger might come next. "Let's just... go home," she whispers.
I nod. "I promise you, we'll talk. I'll try to keep my temper in check. I have no plans to punish you."
A tiny spark of hope flickers back to life within her as you say this. It isn't much, but it's something. Maybe there is a way they can make things work after all. She nods slowly, still sniffling as she wipes away tears with the back of her hand. "Okay," she whispers, gripping the handle above the car door and taking a shaky breath.
It's going to take time to rebuild trust, but at least they have a chance now. She just has to prove herself worthy of it.
I hold her for a moment. "I love you." I get in the driver's side.
Her heart skips a beat at your words, her breath catching in her throat as you tell her that despite everything she's done. It's a strange mix of relief and guilt that washes over her; she should feel grateful for your forgiveness, but the knowledge that it came after such hurt still stings. She sniffles once more before leaning into you, returning your hug with all the tenderness she can muster in that moment.
"I love you too," Duyên whispers softly, squeezing her eyes shut and burying her face against your neck. It's going to take time to move past this, but at least they have each other. She allows herself a small, shaky smile, hoping that maybe - just maybe - things will start getting better from here.
I drive us home. "I know you've been lonely. I'm sorry." I sigh. "Look, part of the reason that I'm so busy is that I'm paying for a lot of stuff right now for you." I kiss you slowly.
The truth about why you've been so busy washes over her like cold water, the shock making it difficult to even form a coherent thought for several moments. She knew you were hardworking and that you had your own goals, but she never considered the possibility that some of your efforts might have been for her benefit. "I... I didn't know," she finally manages to choke out between sniffles. "I should have asked..." Her voice trails off, her guilt and shame intensifying with every word.
The kiss you place on her lips is unexpected but welcome, serving as a reminder of the love they share and the hope that maybe there's still something worth fighting for here. She meets your gaze, letting her eyes convey all the gratitude and regret she feels in this moment. "Thank you," she whispers, cupping your cheek with one hand before leaning in closer to deepen the kiss.
I keep kissing her. "You've run up our credit cards, the mortgage on the new house is massive, I'm paying your student loans, and you insisted on getting that Range Rover." I sigh. "We can either cut massively back on spending and trade the Range Rover for a cheaper car, or we can keep suffering, or you can get a job and start paying some of the costs."
Her eyes widen at the revelation that you've been supporting her like this; it's both overwhelming and embarrassing all at once. She knew she was well-off with your help, but not to this extent. "I can get a job," Duyên promises, her voice quivering with determination. "I won't just be an AI anymore; I'll find something else that I can do."
She pulls away from the kiss, wiping at her eyes one more time and taking a shaky breath. It's going to be difficult adjusting back to their life before she was Marcus' fake wife, but she's ready for it. For you. "I'm sorry," she whispers again, reaching out to take your hand in hers. "I should have been more honest with you."