The Lust Of My Husband

Relying on what little sanity she had left, Juliana avoided the crowd and looked for a safe place.

She went to a quiet, silent room where there were no people, and went into the bathroom.

Juliana took a look, grabbed a toothbrush, then lay down in the tub, turned on the faucet, and let the cold water pour over her body.

She took the toothbrush because there were no other sharp things here. She was afraid that she would lose her mind completely and that she would not have the strength to fight, while the toothbrush was her last weapon to defend herself.

The cold water gave Juliana some sense, and her body, which was as hot as fire, cooled down a bit.

But this was just temporary relief for her, which did not fetch any better effect, instead, the cool water made her body crave more.

With the effect of the drug, Juliana still had lust and was lost in the illusion even as she lay in the bathtub and soaked in water.

She called Benson's name in a low and sexy voice.

In a dazed state, Juliana heard the door open, but her entire body was lying in the bathtub without any strength and her voice was low.

"Mr. Greene, do you need me to call a doctor for you?"

Timothy looked at the broken skin on the back of his hand and said, "It's a small injury, don't worry about it. Send people to look for Mrs. Leach. I'll take a bath and change my clothes before I go out."

The maid said, "The little girl..."

Timothy waved his hand impatiently. He didn't need to bother with a little girl, especially a very cute one.

Just now, Timothy had been bumped into by a very cute little girl holding an ice cream.

The little girl meekly apologized to him and shook his hand.

However, when shaking hands, the little girl scratched the back of his hand.

Timothy had a fetish for cleanliness. Now he took off his jacket and went into the bathroom.

Timothy had just stepped into the bathroom and did not even turn on the light when he realized that someone was there moaning.

"Who's there?" Timothy asked in a cold voice. He followed the voice to the bathtub and saw the person. It was Juliana!

Without the lights on, the bathroom was hazy with only the moonlight coming in from outside, which made Juliana, who was lying in the bathtub, look more and more charming and seductive.

Especially at this point, she slightly bent her waist and stroked from her neck down with her long and slender fingers, trying to take off the gown she was wearing.

Although Juliana was still wearing her gown, which was not messy or loose, she was lying in the bathtub and the wet dress was clinging to her body, outlining her figure.

Juliana was like a mermaid who had strayed into the human world.

She lightly opened her red lips and called, "Benson, Benson..."

Such a soft voice was really seductive.

Just one look, Timothy felt his throat dry and an evil heat surged up to his belly.

Timothy only took one look and then turned around quickly. He said, "Mrs. Leach, I'll call Mr. Leach right away."

To Juliana, his voice was Benson's voice right now.

"Benson, don't go, don't go."

Juliana got up from the bathtub with difficulty, but because of anxiety, she fell into the bathtub again, "Ah, Benson..."

Timothy quickly turned around again. He saw Juliana struggling in the bathtub and quickly ran over to her.

He took Juliana's hand and pulled her up, "Mrs. Leach..."

Juliana was held by the hand and only felt the coolness enter her body and it was comforting, making her eagerly long to taste the coolness.

"Benson," Juliana said and then raised her arms to hook Timothy's neck and tilted her head to kiss him.

Timothy was angry and wanted to push Juliana away, but before he could do so, Juliana let go on her own and fell back into the tub. She grabbed the toothbrush she had taken earlier.

With one hand on her chest and the toothbrush in the other, Juliana turned to Timothy, wary and stern, "You're not Benson. You're Timothy. Stay away from me!"

Juliana bit the tip of her tongue as the pain brought her back to some sanity.

She was so close to mistaking him for Benson again. He didn't smell like Benson!

He wasn't Benson!

As long as it wasn't Benson, she would hit him if he came near her!

Timothy looked at Juliana as he swallowed and said in a hoarse voice, 'Miranda. You're Miranda."

Juliana was nearly lost again but she was struck by the fact that Timothy had recognized her!