WIDOW IN MY BED

Amanda needed to understand that twenty-fold didn’t make sense in Matt’s proposal. So much.

After dinner at a hamburger stand that Matthew Wallace had never imagined, still wearing a suit worth hundreds of millions-perhaps the neatest man who had ever eaten a hamburger with a tie-then Matt took Amanda to a 13-story building located on the outskirts of Sydney, near Canberra.

They were on the roof of the building when Matt said, “What about the view from the top of the building? Beautiful, isn’t it?” he asked, holding Amanda’s hand.

“Yes, it’s a magnificent sight. Even though it’s not too high, we can see the city lights that are very crowded from up here, Matt!” Amanda said excitedly. “But, where did you get permission to enter this building? It’s almost midnight now.”

“Because this building belongs to you.”

“Me? Wait–you’re wrong, Matt, I never bought the building…” Amanda needed clarification. Smiling stiffly, his eyes looked at Matt, asking for an explanation to stop the man from joking. This isn’t funny!

Matt shook fast. “This building belongs to you, Babe. I gave this building as a gift to my future wife.” Matt said casually while inserting Amanda’s hair mane into her ear.

What man would give a building to an unofficial woman? Please tell me this is a joke.

“Does Matthew Wallace have a hobby of buying buildings for dating women?” Amanda asked, straight to the point.

“The women?” Matt raised his thick eyebrows. Was he that bad in Amanda’s eyes? Instead of being considered cool by the woman he loves, it’s being a playboy. Jesus-Matt’s starting to regret his shitty past.

Then, the man touched Amanda’s shoulder slowly. “You’re the first woman who made me willing to give everything to future Mrs. Wallace, no other woman,” Matt smiled gently just to Amanda. “Now you see the sight before you. Ready? Three, two, one, only you!”

Suddenly, there was a simultaneous blackout.

All the city lights in front of Amanda went out instantly, then slowly turned on, but only in the middle with a series of words: I LOVE YOU, AMANDA.

Just five seconds, then back to normal. The lights of the city are on as they were.

“Matt… That one, the light? You sabotaged the city’s illumination?” Amanda did not believe in the magic she had just witnessed.

Amanda never dreamed of anything else in all her life. She imagined being proposed extraordinarily-completely beyond human reason. God, this is so romantic!

“Please don’t think about anything else, sweetheart.” Matt kissed Amanda on the back for a while. “For me… You’re the only one. Do you understand?”

Amanda’s eyes trembled, amazed, and felt so much love. Amanda approached Matt to be able to look at the man’s sincerity from a minimum distance. Matt’s making his heart flutter. Full of warm, sweet feelings.

Then, the man kneels before Amanda to propose to her lover. He is carrying a large bouquet of roses as if today were a great Valentine’s celebration-just delivered by his men. He picks up a dark blue velvet box and shows me what’s inside. The man presents a diamond ring similar to the color of Amanda’s eyes.

“Because Amanda has to get everything best,” he said. God, it’s too much in love with Matt.

Matt treats Amanda like a queen, and he is a servant who is ready to trade her soul for a demon. As long as Amanda is happy, he will give her anything.

“I can’t cook better than you, Babe. But I’m good at cleaning, recycling, and laundry. What’s important is that I’m good at learning money.” Matt’s voice is very low and very deep, making Amanda’s eyes pop. “I want to live with you, grow old with you, and share everything you do. So, Amanda La Howard, please?”

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Two months later…

After a morning blessing attended by only close family and relatives at an old cathedral that became a cultural heritage, Amanda and Matt went straight to a luxury resort located on a hill famous for its golden sunset. There, the wedding reception will be from five p. m. until nightfall.

With her changing status-as Mrs. Wallace-and in the same room, Amanda could see her husband taking off his suit and rolling her white shirt up to her elbow, sitting at the dining table in the room chewing raspberry pie.

Meanwhile, two assistants of the make-up artist helped Amanda clean up the blessing make-up. Amanda deliberately hired two make-up artists in different styles for her reception and blessing. The woman also made a different dress designed by two famous designers, although this is Amanda’s second marriage trying to look amazing for Matt-all women want to be the most beautiful on their wedding day.

Amanda remained nervous this morning at the church when she only looked at Matt waiting at the altar. Matt’s very handsome today. He’s not usually handsome-but Matt, who smiles very softly when Amanda walks with her father, makes Amanda drift away.

Amanda hopes her marriage to Matt will be her last. Happy ending them.

Amanda forgot for a moment that she was married. Or, perhaps, the man’s tall body – Matt was 6’2 feet tall – made him gallant. Matt’s legs were long, his shoulders broad, and his body was the tailors’ dream.

Matthew Wallace’s body is a type of body designed to wear expensive suits.

So how can Amanda turn away if her husband’s body is entire of muscles and sexy jawlines continue to tempt Amanda’s sanity?

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“You don’t want to eat? This pie tastes good.” Matt’s voice was heard in the resort’s most luxurious room.

“I’ll eat later, Matt.”

Amanda was still wearing the wedding dress. After taking a bath and re-dressing, she would change into a reception dress. Matt walked up to his wife with a plate of cookies in his hand. “You’ll have to eat at least two bribes, won’t you?”NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

“I had juice this morning,” Amanda replied, looking up.

“But you haven’t eaten, my dear. Now open your mouth, and I’ll feed you.” Amanda saw her husband’s soft face as she spoke. Matt leans on the dressing table, facing Amanda.

Amanda finally opened her mouth because she couldn’t resist. The man smiled, making up the artist who was handling Amanda’s misbehavior. Amanda was supposed to be the one who turned red, but even the people in that room were so excited.

“Are you hungry, sugar?” Amanda asked Matt, who kept chewing the cake.

“I haven’t eaten since morning. Two days ago, I ate. I was a mess because I had to finish much work before our wedding.”

“Eat, eat. Amanda reached out to Matt to stroke the man’s stomach like she was teasing him, who was starving.

“How long is your dress, Babe?” Matt is more interested in lingerie than his wife’s wedding dress, but seeing Amanda must be helped by three people to walk makes him curious.

“Three meters.”

“Do you like the long, sweetheart?” Either Amanda’s thoughts were unsuitable because she hung around too much with Matt, or the naughty smile on Matthew Wallace’s lips that she caught looked suspicious.

“I like everything long.” Amanda struck with a poker face.

“Want to see, hm?” Matt wiped Amanda’s hair, which still had a neat blessing mark. Amanda likes to be seduced like this, but now there are a lot of people, and Matt is curious about her response. “I know you’re not an innocent woman, Amanda La Wallace. Answer me.”

“What?” Amanda looked up again. This time, she was trying to play dumb. Let’s be real dumb because now Amanda was so embarrassed.

Matt grinned. The man used thick eyebrows and his eyes pointing downward-to his black trousers.

“You’ll like what’s under your husband’s pants, Mrs. Wallace,” Matt replied in a relaxed voice, but the man’s tone was unusual. “Mine is big and long, your favorite.”

“Auch… Matt complained loudly because his wife stepped on his foot with a high heel, giving him a sharp look. One MUA assistant dropped a comb, and the others stared awkwardly at each other because of the newlyweds’ naughty dialogue.

Amanda admitted that Matt had a talent for storytelling. But this is not a children’s story. It’s a grown-up story wrapped in hot scenes. Matt’s heavy voice is suitable for saying pleasure-smelling things.

“I’m sorry, everyone. It seems like Mr. Wallace couldn’t wait for our first night. Please understand the newlyweds,” Amanda said calmly to everyone in the room. While Matt looked grinning, it was a pleasure to tease Amanda.

“We’re even, Babe. Remember a few weeks ago, you were teasing me to choke on a hot dog?” Matt’s voice was heavy, and his touch on Amanda’s shoulder was amateur.

The man returned to the dinner table to avoid disturbing Amanda, who was preparing for the reception.

“Amanda!”

“Amanda’s my dear friend!”

Amanda said, “Selina! Camilla! Come here.” The girl with red hair and the best body came to Amanda and Amanda’s best friend Camilla Oliver, who had been living in New Zealand for a few months on business.

“I’m so happy that my dear sister finally found a much more handsome and rich life companion than your douchebag ex-husband!” Selina, her cousin excited.

“Amanda… I haven’t seen you in months. I missed you so much, you know. I’m there myself. There’s no day without hard work like a horse,” Camilla said in a funny, complaining tone.

The two women hugged Amanda together, giving various praise for Amanda’s dress and make-up. Oh, my God, that room is full of beautiful women gossiping about.

Then Juan arrived and immediately embraced Amanda.” Happy wedding, my Aphrodite. I’ve sent the gift directly to your house.”

“Thank you, Camilla, Selina, Juan. I feel terrible about all your attention. I’m so glad you’re here.” They chatted to monopolize Amanda so Matt could only stare into his eyes. The man feels lucky to have found Amanda to be a part of his life.

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