Chapter 19 - I am your husband

Name:Ghost of My Heart Author:Jenzalex
She stared at the man who let out such a seductive look just by looking at his bare chest when he laid powerless below her. Only his jade blue eyes blinked in surprise at her. He looked like a helpless cute bunny in front of a ferocious wolf!

His long golden hair was all over the bed. He looked like a beautiful painting with his almond-shaped eyes and those jade blue irises that were something rare to her, and it was so enchanting. His perfectly shaped face, high nose and pinkish thin lips made him somehow, much beautiful than her. His flushed face made him look even more... No, he's amazingly appetizing!

She had never been so close to a man in her life before. Even just now, when he was on top of her body, she was panicking because she could feel the man's chest pressed against hers which she had never experienced before.

Up close, she could smell his sweet body scent and she still could smell the lingering scent from his kiss just a few minutes ago. It's the same scent from last night!

Jennet gulped her own saliva silently. She had this sudden urge to touch and smell his body more than she had known. Her sudden craving made her slowly lowered her head, unconsciously. However...

No, no, no! Stay focus! Her mind screamed, alerting her to stay alert.

Jennet snapped and pulled her head back, "Who are you?!" She asked again and tugged his hair, making Hue let out a soft cry.

"I am your husband!" Hue cried out and grabbed her hand that tugged on his hair. The brim of his eyes was wet due to his tears. His long and wet eyelashes fluttered in an alluring way.

"Liar! I am not married yet!" Jennet tugged his hair again. Her movement made Hue cried again.

"Please, don't move too much..." Hue said as he tried to reason with her. He looked at her with his pleading jade blue eyes.

"What? Tell me, who are you?" Jennet kept asking, ignoring his plead. She tugged on his long hair again, urging him to answer her.

"I am Hue Hedo, your husband..." He said. His face was so much in agony as he said it. His face turned bright red instead.

Jennet frowned. Hue Hedo? Wasn't that... Impossible! She sat speechless on top of Hue's body. She stared down at him.

"You're lying!" She said and tugged on his hair again in annoyance. It's impossible for her dream to become real. She was positive that everything that she went through was a dream and nothing more!

"Stop, please stop moving..." Hue pleaded in a very soft tone. He was desperately begging her to stop moving. He was on the brink of tearing up.

"Why do you want me to stop moving? I will keep tugging on your hair!" Jennet said in a harsh voice.

"Just stop!" Hue suddenly cupped her bottoms and pushed her up. Jennet was forced forwards and she fell face on towards his face. Their face collided, and their lips were pressed together, hard!

Jennet gasped as she pulled her face backwards and cupped her lips. She wanted to give him a hard slap for his sudden action but was unable to do so because when she moved, she felt something was getting hard below her.

Frowning in annoyance, she moved a bit and looked back and saw something that she would never expect. Her pure eyes were seeing a big bulge in his trousers. Her face suddenly turned bright red and was sizzling hot!

She immediately looked back at the even redder face below her. Hue was looking away, averting his eyes from looking at her. His ears were even red as the red chilli!

"Don't look at me..." He said softly. He was so powerless and dead embarrassed now.

He closed his eyes in defeat. 'Just let her see my face now. It's not like I can stop her from looking at my face'. He sighed deep within, totally surrendering his pride to the woman above him.

Jennet was already in a very deep red face and she hastily moved away from the top of his body. She seemed to have lost her mind as she bumped against the long couch at the end of the bed.

Hue immediately sat down and swiftly get down from the bed and held her from falling.

"Wife, are you alright?" He asked with a worried expression. He looked at her, making sure there are no injuries on her body.

But, she seemed to have been spirited away when her eyes fell again towards his lower body when he held her. She immediately pushed him away and stood up on her own two, shivering, feet. She turned her face away.

"Get out of my room!" She ordered him in a cold voice.

Hue looked at her. How dare she chased her own husband out!

"Why?" He asked in a tone so sad. He looked at the woman who, now, turned her back towards him.

Jennet turned her hands into fists by her side. Her anger rose again over his question. She needed to drive him out from here before she can call for the police. Even if he wants to do anything to her after she chased him out, he won't be able to do so. So now, she just wants to have him leave!

"Leave now while I am still being nice." She said in a very cold and harsh tone.

At the same time, Hue, who was given the cold treatment, was on the brink of tearing up. His face puckered, with his lower lip sticking out and his eyes shrink as his eyes turned glassy instantly.

Suddenly, he sat on the floor and stomped his feet and started to wail loudly, "Wife is so mean! We are already married! Why do you need to chase me out?!"

He stomped his feet again and again. He was wailing loudly on the floor, crying his heart out. Tears ran down his smooth cheeks, like thousands of diamond.

Jennet turned around and stepped back. Her angry face was now replaced with a surprised yet confused look. She stood speechless on the spot.

'What is wrong with this man?' She was so surprised at his sudden change of behaviour. A few minutes ago, he was so dashing and appetizing but now, he's actually crying like a little kid!

Was there some loose wire in his head? Jennet kept wondering in surprise. Her intention to be harsh and rough to him made her rethink about her next action.

"You... You are not my husband." Jennet said in a stuttering voice, trying to make him understand her. His words just now made her have goosebumps all over her body.

Then, she realised he was wearing her satin pyjama trouser and she gasped upon the realisation. My pyjama trouser!

But, she was not able to get angry at him because he kept wailing and stomping his feet on the floor. A half-naked, handsome grown-up man with long hair was actually crying like a little kid!

"I am your husband! Your husband! Your husband!" He kept repeating the same statement. "Wife is so mean!" He added again.

Jennet frowned and looked around in confusion while scratching the back of her neck. How does she reason with someone like him?

She knew how to console little children but, how does she stop a grown up from crying? Furthermore, that grown-up was a man!

She wanted to reach out for him but was hesitant. She pulled back her hand and kept staring at the crying man.

'I am the one who should be getting angry right now but why am I not able to even raise my voice at him?' She debated within herself.

She wanted to act violent but everything she had in mind vanished when she thought about the possibility of him really being a person with a special illness that made him acted like a little kid.