Chapter 32. The Query

Jason*

"Good morning, dear wife," I said hoping that she had forgotten all about the other night.

"Why did you attack me in my dreams?" She held a serious face.

"Attack you? I wouldn't do that to you."

"Funny enough, it was you, it was really you." She flared up.

"If that's true, dreams don't matter in real life, my mom said that once."

And I thought, my own dreams came to pass. Here was a woman named Jasmine who was finally married to me but I would never do her hurt.

"I believe in dreams if you don't, and if you try to hurt me, I will cut your dick, the one I touched last night."

Oh, mine! This woman! I was feeling useless now. For how long will she be talking about what happened last night?

"I wouldn't dare, you are treasured, Jasmine."

"I hope so." Her eyes were still watching me as she proceeded to the chair.