My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 692 Everyone’s Husbands
Other methods were roughly the same as this.
I was the only one who was tired all this while.
After we were done, the man looked satisfied as he lay on the bedside and read a book leisurely. Meanwhile, I rested for a while
before going to the bathroom to take a shower and brush my teeth.
When Shawn saw my long hair wet after the shower, he got up and wiped it before he used the hairdryer to blow-dry my hair.
After blow-drying it, he lay back on the bed and continued reading.
I sat on the couch playing with my phone, while Kevin and the others were chatting in the group. He also added Serene to the
group and mentioned that they would take the 9.00AM flight tomorrow and return to the country at night.
I asked him, 'What's the exact time?'
'Let me check the ticket... 8.30PM.'
I reminded him, 'Take good care of the two children for me.'
'No problem. There are so many of us. We can take care of two children. I'm just annoyed that Emma and Christopher keep
acting all mushy with each other and sticking together like glue. They are acting like they are a couple! They think they are the
only ones who are in a relationship? Ian and Serene are more sensible. I have never seen them show affection in public.'
I quickly reminded him, 'This is the group chat.'
'I know. We can't talk about people behind their backs.'
I replied with a series of ellipses.
Christopher and Emma were in a loving relationship. Besides, considering how they had a significant age gap between them, it
was normal for them to be clingy to each other.
Just like how I always wanted to stick to Shawn.

As for Ian and Serene...
They had never been as intimate with one another.
Suddenly, I understood Kevin's intention of deliberately adding Serene to the group and saying these things on purpose. He
wanted to bring them closer together, and he did it with great care.
Ian understood, so he didn't argue with Kevin in the group.
However, Emma was not happy. 'And does that affect you in any way?'
Emma probably understood what Kevin was doing.
She deliberately broke the silence like this.
'Of course not. I'm just envious.'
Emma ignored Kevin and specifically mentioned to me, 'Renee, let's go to another group and play games.'
Blowing his top, Kevin demanded, 'You guys created a group without me?'
Emma asked in return, 'It's a couples' group. Are you coming?'
Kevin only sent an ellipsis over.
With that, this group became completely quiet.
Emma sent a message to another group, 'Let's play games.'
Amy was the first to respond. 'I'm in.'
Although she was a newbie, she enjoyed playing games.
May soon replied, 'I'm in too.'
So there were four people.
As soon as the game started, I realized something was wrong. Amy, who was always bad at the game, suddenly became good,
and Emma, who used to die a lot, stopped dying. May, who was a feeder, turned the tide.

I became the worst player.
The more I thought about it, the more I felt something was off.
I looked at Shawn, who had been quietly reading.
"Do you want to play the game?"
Shawn looked up at me. "Huh?"
"Darling, I'm being bullied by their husbands."
Shawn's expression froze for a moment, but when he reached out his hand, I quickly handed him my phone and cheered him on.
"Help me turn the tables, please!"
...
Amy had no talent for gaming and was extremely bad. She became frustrated after dying once quickly.
She immediately went crazy because she died at the beginning of the game.
She looked at Troy, who was handling business in the study, and suddenly leaned over and kissed his cheek. Even though Troy
was taken aback, he couldn't help but smile and ask in a warm voice, "Stealing a kiss from me?"
"Tro-Tro, help me play the game."
Her calling him by his nickname would make him happy.
Since there was no reason for him to refuse his girlfriend's request, Troy took the phone from Amy and started playing the game
seriously. When he suddenly remembered something, he informed Amy, "There's ice cream in the fridge. I had my assistant buy
it this afternoon. Go ahead and have some."
Amy stood up in surprise. "Really?"
Troy wore a gentle smile. "Yes, but don't eat more than you should."
Amy went to get the ice cream from the fridge. After dying twice, Emma noticed that something was off with Amy. It didn't match
Amy's trashy skills. She instantly realized that Amy had gotten someone to play for her.

As Emma sat cross-legged on the bed, she heard a pleasant piano music from outside the bedroom. She tried calling for
Christopher, but when no one answered her, she called for him again. "Mr. Christopher Forger, your darling Emma has a
request."
Christopher pushed open the door and came in, asking, "What's the matter?"
"Are you practicing the piano?" Emma asked with her head lowered as she played the game.
Christopher walked to her side and squatted in front of her, rubbing her cute cheeks with his hand. "Hmm? Are you hungry?"
"Christopher, help me play the game."
Hearing that, Christopher lowered his gaze to her phone.
She was hiding in the bushes.
Christopher then reached out and took her phone with his slender fingers. When he agreed, Emma patted the seat beside her.
"Come sit here."
He went and sat down next to Emma.
Although he rarely played games, he was exceptionally smart.
May quickly noticed something was wrong when two of the four players who were bad at the game suddenly became good. She
left the room and found Alfred, who was handling business in the study. She stood at the door and asked him cautiously with
hopeful eyes, "Alfred, are you still busy?"
Alfred put down the documents in his hand. "What's wrong, May?"
May handed him her phone. "Their husbands are playing the game for them, and I became the worst. Can you help me win?"
Alfred smirked. "How childish."
May asked disappointedly, "Won't you help me?"
"I will, of course, help my dear missus restore her dignity."

Hearing this, May happily handed her phone to Alfred, who took it and followed her back to the room. Just as he sat on the bed,
Alfred said, "It's been a long time since you've been in the same room as me, May."
May instantly turned pale. "I'll play the game myself."
Alfred smiled warmly. "I'm not making a deal with you by helping you play the game. I'm just reminding you that it's been a long
time since we've been intimate. May, I'm a man, and a normal man at that. Sleeping next to my wife every day is driving me
crazy."
May understood how he felt.
But ever since what happened with Rudy...
She still had some lingering fears.
The man in front of her had healed her to some extent.
Still, she was afraid of being intimate.
She sat next to him and whispered, "Alfred, it's not that I don't want to do it with you. It's just that I...don't feel comfortable about
it."
"May, give me a kiss."
May obediently kissed his cheek.
Alfred asked while playing the game, "Do you hate me?"
"Uh... I like you."
"Why do you reject me if you like me?"
Alfred suddenly lowered his head and bit her lip, then focused on playing the game. "I won't force you, but I want you to
understand my intentions. I want Mrs. Larson's body.
May was momentarily stunned, and she reached out to touch her lips gently.

Alfred deliberately said these words while being fully aware of her fragile state of mind. He never forced her, nor would he ever.
It's not like she refused to be intimate with him; it's just that their moments together were few and far between. He understood
how she felt and the reasons she was apprehensive all too well.
He had been slowly guiding her all this time.
"I desire your body, Mrs. Larson, anytime, anywhere, not just when you're ready. Do you yearn for me too?" he asked.
May bit her lip and made up her mind. "Alfred, I'll satisfy you later if you win the game."
Hearing this, Alfred pulled a wry face. "You're silly."