Marriage Rights: Billionaire's Forgotten Wife

The night with the woman he met in the bar was supposed to be very exotic for Yu Qiao.

In his mind, he was expecting to have a wild night with the woman. He was so exhausted, but the moment, they started to get intimate, Yu Qiao felt deflated. He was not turned on, and when the woman tried to lick him hard, it was still the same. No aroused at all. This earned him the red mark on his face. 

At least, his dream was able to help him feel better.

...

Yu Qiao dreamed that he was lying next to Mo Bai's nude body as he enjoyed her touching her b.r.e.a.s.ts that could fit perfectly on his hands.

The b.r.e.a.s.ts did arouse him a lot and he, without any hesitation, started to suck them roguishly. The m.o.a.ns coming out of her mouth were music to his ears.

"I would have never thought that you were so hungry." Mo Bai whispered teasingly, with a shy sense of tone.

"I do what I do, and I think that I have all the right to do it," Yu Qiao said almost desperately, he started rubbing her wetness.

"Ahh, give it to me then. I love doing whatever with you," She exclaimed almost begging for more.

Yu Qiao started rubbing himself against his folds, feeling the wetness that was so ready for him. Then he went in-

...

Then Yu Qiao woke from his dream, with the painful dent in his boxers. 'Damn I need a cold shower.' He muttered to himself, feeling down for waking up alone in a hotel room.

If he was able to get it up usually, it has always been his issue in all honesty as it was so difficult for him to get it hard, if he was not thinking about the girl in his dreams.

Too bad, he could not remember sleeping with his wife, to use it as a reference so he could make his s.e.x life more active.

Yu Qiao was already home and still worried about the contraband being seized. That was his bigger worry compared to his d.i.c.k that could not get up when he needed to.

Anyway, he was not the type that sleeps around. He was still in deep thought inside his office when he heard a soft knock on the door.

"Come in." Yu Qiao said, and the door opened slowly revealing a kid's head. One of his sons to be exact. 'Is he Qingyu or Yuan?' He asked himself almost to the point of shame. Yes, Yu Qiao could not even distinguish who is who with his children.

Yu Qiao motioned for the child that was around four years old to come closer. He then checked the back of the young boy's neck for the birthmark and confirmed that he was facing the younger twin, Yuan.

"Are you busy, papa?" Yuan asked softly as he is nervously fidgeting the toy gun that he was holding.

"Why? Do you need anything? I could give time." He said seriously as he looked carefully to his younger son. Yuan for him was the one who needs more confidence.

"We want to join the camp." Another boy spoke after he appeared inside his home office unannounced. "Whoa! What happened to your face papa?"

Yu Qiao pursed his lips in annoyance. His face still had the slap mark from the woman last night, and he was not in the mood to explain that to his four-year-old son who acts like he knew everything. 'Should I ask your mother how I managed to produce both of you if I could not get it up?' He thought almost concerning.

"You were saying something about a camp. What about it?" He asked instead of snapping.

Qingyu produced a piece of paper from who knows where and placed it in front of him. "Sign it. Then we could go camping." He said, almost commanding.

Yu Qiao prayed for patience. It was always hard dealing with Qingyu as the kid acts way older than his actual age.

So his next option was to sign the damn paper so they could leave him alone.

"Thank you, papa. Don't stay up too late." Yuan said with a bright smile on his face while Qingyu waves a hand and runs outside his office.

After that, the twins did not bother him anymore, so he had the chance to think over the problem with the contraband.

The previous decoy of his ship, while he was doing a business of contraband, raised many red flags in his mind, and he assumed like something was wrong with his plan.

So, he decided to track the details of the lost money in the contraband scheme that he was in before the night. Yu Qiao was approaching his laptop, which was randomly positioned on the table, where his email account gave notification of an email receipt.

The email was of Mo Lihua, his wife, whom he has no hearing for a while after their last exchange regarding the divorce. The email read:

Brother Qiao,

I understand that you are busy with your business. However, as a dedicated wife, I want you to know that I am missing you, and I am concern about the things that you were up to.

How are the twins?

I could mail you and let you know of my concerns for everyone. 

How was your father by the way? Is the business going well love? I want you to be alright and please email me at the earliest. XOXO

Sincerely,

Lihua

Yu Qiao was dumbfounded for a moment. "What the hell?" He could not believe what he was reading. They were talking about a divorce the other time, and now Mo Lihua was messaging him like they did an average love couple!

He reread the message multiple times and only come up with the only possible explanation.

The message was not from Mo Lihua, and it will never be from her!

"Maybe, she is pulling my leg and trying to make me look o.b.s.c.e.n.e, but I am smarter than her. Should I reply? Should I not? This is all stammering me at the moment" Yu Qiao thought, and he began to act restless, and many times, he would backspace the mail that he would put on the screen. 

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