The woman had a delighted smile. She was beautiful. Her face was bright and blooming. Sara Owen sadly bit her lips. Samira Reddy.Sara Owen kept swallowing saliva in anxiety. A sense of sadness shook her heart.No one was allowed to enter his study room, nor did he allow anyone to touch his things. Was this the reason for his loneliness? Did he sit here for hours, missing his first love? Sara Owen looked at the photograph carefully. There was a different radiance on the woman's face. She was looking elegant as a daughter of a great family. Seeing pride and charisma on her exquisite face, Sara Owen looked straight at the glass wall. Her unlit and ordinary face, her simple appearance and her decent looks explained her that she was not qualified to be Yohan Dixon’s wife.This woman in the photograph was made for him. She was a charm. How could he forget such a gorgeous and graceful woman? He totally deserved her.Sara Owen put the photograph back in the drawer and looked again at her in

Sara Owen stood up from the bed. “I…” She sighed to calm down first. She has to define things from the very beginning. “Yohan, we married for nothing. Maybe... You did this marriage so that your elders would not bother you. And I did this marriage because I need your support. We made a pact. I know you don't like me and... This marriage is also a burden for you to some extent. I... never deserved to be your wife.” She lowered her head. “And in such a situation... We... By being tempted... We did that, too... I promised you that I will do everything you say. I will never stop you touching me. But… I don't want to give you another burden. I did this because I am afraid...” Many times, her heart beat increased while speaking, but she didn’t get scared of speaking the truth. “You think like this?” It was his cold question. “You have helped me a lot. You sheltered me. You gave me a position and owner in your high-profile society that I will never be able to get. I am not that qualifie

The black elegant car stopped in front of the gate. The media increased noise because the logo on the car was enough. Sara Owen looked at Yohan Dixon while swallowing her fear. “We are at the retirement party of the president of the town. Every rich person from the city will be present here. It’s okay if you don’t recognize them. You don’t need to. They will ask you about your past and our marriage. You have to handle everything, smartly. But remember, I will be there for you.” Sara Owen nodded with a smile as if she was relieved. “And…” He glanced at her white thigh. “Take care of this, okay?” He was annoyed. “Huh?” She could not understand why he said that. They got out of the car. They both were smiling. They were looking tempting. Holding her waist, Yohan Dixon brought her into the hall. “Everyone has brought someone along. You have also brought your sister. Ricky is about to come with his wife. I really will die alone.” Ryan Jenkins was scraped. He had asked Gracie to join

“I want her career to be ruined.” “Okay, take it easy. I will do my best.” Ryan Jenkins put the glass on the counter after gulping red wine. Sara Owen entered the hall and Ryan Jenkins’s eyes fell on her. “Your wife is beautiful.” Yohan Dixon looked at Sara Owen. She got perfect body curves and seductive magnificence. She was looking around as if she was searching for him. “All the men are praising her attractiveness at this party.” Yohan Dixon frowned and glared at his friend. When Ryan Jenkins saw his dark face, he swallowed. He realized that he should not dare to talk about his wife. Sara Owen sat on the chair when she could not find her husband. She was looking at the dancing couples. There was a calm smile on her lips. She wished her husband would hold her waist and dance with her. Alas! He was the busiest man and… They were not in love. Yohan Dixon kept sipping and smoking while adorning her face with his glare. When his gaze started burning because of her looks, he turne

Her trembling red lips were snatching his comfort. These moments of restlessness were reminding him that they were persecuting him. “I have done many mistakes. The whole world is mad at me. They are pointing me to why I married you. I can endure it. Every allegation. I can endure it happily.” She smiled dazzlingly. He was listening to her. Because when she is conscious, she does not talk like this. "She was your first love. You still miss her. Because she was so special. But I..." She inhaled, "You have become that dream for me which can never come true." His heart agitated. “Don't put this blame on me. Don't find any new fault for me. I am your wife, Yohan. This blame is enough.” She passed out and leaving him stunned. He kept looking at her gorgeous face for a while. What did she say? Being his wife was an allegation for her? Was she unhappy? He straightened and looked at her bare chest. Slow movements of her white and perky chest reminded him of her moaning while having sex