Chapter 5. Sexual Fasting

At their mansion’s balcony, Benedict watched Hadley park her car. He had arrived just a few minutes ahead of her and was intent on doing so. Holding a cup of coffee, he kept his eyes locked on Hadley. He saw his wife getting out of her car, her grumpiness, annoyance, and tiredness evident in her facial expressions. Benedict was actually drunk, so drunk, but everything Hadley did was visible and clear to him.

“When can I even see you smile?” he murmured to himself and went utterly shocked when he witnessed Hadley kick her car’s tire and scream so loudly as if letting all her anger out—completely unaware that she was being watched.

After a minute or two, Hadley took a few deep breaths, fixed her hair, and composed herself as she walked through the front door, acting as if nothing had happened.

“Dang, she could win an award for that. How can she keep her calm and composure in front of her patients when she’s completely reckless when no one’s around?” Benedict wondered