Mr Dark Wife. JEF
Massaging

To esokan the next morning.

While smoking, Jef thought about many things in his study. His feet he lifted and he thrust into the table. Since marrying Kimmy, she felt like she had found a new life.

One week earlier, he had come to Kimmy's house twice. The girl always makes food and coffee that makes her feel more comfortable there. Without him noticing, the corner of his lips lifted into a small smile.

Jef reached into his cell phone that he hadn't touched since yesterday afternoon. Because the battery runs out, so he chose to charger overnight. And this morning he did not immediately activate his phone, but just put in his pants pocket.

Once the phone is activated, a lot of message notifications go into the chat room. And only one chat that makes itself fixed on one unknown number. A video duration of approximately 30 seconds is enough to make Jef round his eyes.

Video showing his wife's hot scene with another man successfully heats up Jef's blood. The phone was so tightly held.

"Belle completely ignored my words!" he said softly while gritting his teeth.

Jef did not understand why Belle actually played by playing a character like that. Though all this time he tried to be loyal and keep himself for Belle. Many wanted to touch him but as much as possible Jef avoided harming his wife. But now, Belle is betraying herself on the basis of professional work.

Jeff looked back at his phone screen. His forehead creased as his main focus was on a number he was unfamiliar with.

The call ringer split the silence, as soon as Jef saw the name on the screen, he immediately shifted the green icon.

"Jefa... Help me..!" call someone from across there.

"Kimmy!"

Without asking much, the man immediately got up from his seat and rushed out of his room after snatching the suit.

On the way, Jef got word from his errand man who was in charge of picking Kimmy up. If the girl had not yet come out of her house, she had waited almost half an hour. His mind is getting everywhere.

"What happened to him?" mumble Jef.

He planted the gas at high speed to get to Kimmy's house. After taking the trip, Jef was finally at his destination. He got out of his car in a hurry. Even his men to the point of seeing him.

"Kimmy.." call Jef as soon as he gets into the unlocked house.

He goes deeper when he does not hear the word.

"Kimmy...!" calling him again, his steps widened into the room, he did not find the girl either.

"Kimmy... Where're you?"

"Tolooong...!" someone shouted out like he was holding back pain.

"Kimmys.. Are you there?" Jef banged on the bathroom door.

"Jefa.. Help me..! I slipped, I couldn't stand up." Kimmy groaned from the inside.

Jef turned the knob round the door and it was not in the lock. But close his intentions when he thinks if Kimmy is wearing clothes or plain.

"Wear your towel first, I'll go inside!" jef said softly in the doorway.

"I'm still wearing clothes" Kimmy said.

Jef heaved a sigh of relief, he hurriedly opened his door and found Kimmy sitting on the floor. He walked there.

"Where is sick? We're going to the hospital now, yeah!" ask and take Jef with anxious feelings.

Kimmy shakes. "No need to go to the hospital, maybe my legs just sprained normally."

The man grabbed Kimmy's body and directly carried her. Kimmy was a little surprised then reflexively held on by draping her hand to Jef's neck.

Jef laid Kimmy's body on the sofa, and he sat there.

"How did this happen, why did it fall?" ask Jef later.

"The floor is slippery, I don't know either. Though I often clean the bathroom floor," replied Kimmy still withholding pain in the left leg.

"Then how did you get in touch with me?" ask the man astonished.

Kimmy showed off a row of embarrassed grimacing teeth. "I often play songs in the bathroom."

Jef looked at Kimmy still astonished. Playing a song in the bathroom? Her thought. But it's also a benefit. Because if Kimmy doesn't bring a cell phone to the bathroom, maybe now the girl is still in the bathroom. Waiting until the man heard her cry for help.

"Yes, then I'll try to massage your feet."

"Huh?" Kimmy gawked at the words coming out of the man's mouth.

Jef raised Kimmy's leg slowly, then placed it into his lap. Slowly she gave a touch of massage that contained Kimmy did not believe, if her husband is good at also massaging.

Seriate...

...ATTENTION! ...

...SLOW UPDATE, YES. THE AUTHOR IS AGAIN UNHEALTHY, HOPEFULLY QUICKLY RECOVERED SO CAN CRAZY UP. ...