[BL] Dear Hushand, I want divorce-Chapter 73: The lovely memories we created

Ash’s pov ;

When he finally spoke, his hand cupped my face with a gentle touch, the water dripping from his fingers and splattering onto my cheeks. He held my gaze with an intenseness that made me feel both nervous and comforted at the same time.

"Ash, there’s a lot of things that I need to tell you, but now isn’t the time," he said, his voice thick with emotion. "I have a lot to apologize for, a lot to tell you." His words hung in the air, heavy and laden with meaning. But before I could respond, he continued, "But I could tell you that I have forgiven you and not looking for my revenge anymore. Now, I’m only focused on repenting my wrongdoings towards you." The weight of his words hit me like a ton of bricks. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing- forgiveness and repentance were not words I had ever associated with him before.

"Don’t worry about anything," he reassured me, his eyes never leaving mine. "Let’s just enjoy ourselves here for the meantime and we will have a good talk after we return."

I didn’t know how to process all of this because I didn’t understand any of his words. Could it be true? Was he really letting go of his vengeful intentions towards me? All I could do was nod and hope that whatever was troubling him would resolve itself.

"Okay," I replied quietly, but the puzzlement of everything still gnawed at me. I knew there were still secrets between us that needed to be uncovered.

"Now, let’s wash up and dry off," he said, breaking the tense moment between us. "And then I’ll take you to bed."

"Okay," I said, eager to move past the awkwardness and just focus on being in the moment with him. Little did I know, though, that this night would be the start of something bigger- a journey towards understanding and forgiveness for both of us.

As we rose from the bath, Elijah’s strong hands gently lifted me out of the water and wrapped a fluffy towel around my waist. His intense gaze never wavered from mine as he carefully dried my hair and chest. I couldn’t help but flinch as his rough motions grazed over my skin.

"You’re being too rough," I grumbled, trying to hide my discomfort.

He just chuckled in response, his lips pecking mine in a teasing kiss. "Is this better, crybaby?" He taunted playfully, his mischievous grin spreading wider.

Before I could answer, he dropped to his knees and began to rub the soft towel over my legs, sending tingles of warmth through me. I tried to maintain my composure but couldn’t help but let out an exasperated sigh. "You’re impossible," I pursed my lips.

But he only stood up with a satisfied smile, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me close. His playful lips brushed against mine, making it hard for me to stay annoyed with him. I couldn’t help but laugh at his antics.

"Let’s get out before this baby gets even more sulky." he smiled widely.

Despite my best efforts, a laugh escaped my lips as Elijah playfully took the towel from around my waist and began drying off my now exposed butt. With ease, he lifted me up and carried me back to the bedroom, his strong arms cradling me like I was weightless.

As he gently laid me down on the bed, I desperately waited for him to join me and provide even more comfort in his embrace. Without hesitation, he crawled onto the bed and settled beside me. Like magnets, we instantly gravitated towards each other and I snuggled into his body.

His skin radiated heat, enveloping me in a cocoon of warmth. I wanted nothing more than to burrow myself deeper into him, seeking refuge from the world in his arms. Laying my head against his chest, I could hear the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, calming and reassuring.

Elijah’s gentle fingers stroked my hair and massaged my scalp with such expertise that I couldn’t help but let out a contented sigh. Wrapping an arm around his torso, I snuggled even closer, feeling completely at peace.

"Do you feel better now?" he asked softly.

My response was muffled against his chest as I murmured a tired "yeah". His lips pressed against the top of my head in a tender kiss and I melted into him even more. It was almost too comforting, too perfect. A voice in my mind reminded me not to get too lost in this feeling, to keep my guard up. But it was already too late- I was already obsessed with the safety and warmth that only Elijah could provide.

His warm breath fanned over my hair, causing a shiver to run down my spine. I tried to remember all the reasons why I should resist him, but his tenderness made it difficult to hold onto my resolve.

I let out a delighted sigh as I nuzzled closer to him, unable to resist the pull of his arms around me. In his embrace, I felt a sense of peace and comfort that was both addicting and dangerous. Maybe I was naive to believe I could keep my distance from him. Maybe I was already too far gone.

"Did you enjoy today?" Elijah’s voice was low and soothing, the sound rumbling in his chest.

I couldn’t help but chuckle at his question as I squeezed his sides playfully. "What if I say I didn’t?"

A mischievous glint sparkled in his eyes as he tightened his hold on me. "Then we will do it all over again until you say you enjoyed it," he said with a laugh, causing me to giggle uncontrollably.

I buried my face in the crook of his neck, inhaling deeply and letting his intoxicating scent wash over me. "Fine, you win. I loved it."

"Good," he replied, his hand soothingly rubbing circles on my back as we basked in each other’s warmth.

My eyelids began to droop, heavy and warm from the relaxing bath. Elijah’s gentle hand moved in slow circles on my back, lulling me into a state of utter bliss and comfort.

I couldn’t deny it, today was truly the best day of my life.

The day I had always fantasised about, now coming true.

A perfect day with the person I had always yearned for.

With these thoughts swirling in my mind, I drifted off to sleep, cocooned in the safety and contentment of Elijah’s embrace.

The rest of our vacation felt like a dream, a string of idyllic days that seemed to stretch out endlessly. Elijah took me to countless enchanting places, each more captivating than the last. We strolled through quaint little towns, their streets paved with smooth cobblestones and dotted with charming shops and cafés. Every meal we shared was a culinary delight, trying new dishes and savoring every flavor. Shopping became an adventure as well, with Elijah showering me with gifts and insisting on buying anything that caught my eye. It was a whirlwind of luxury and romance that I never wanted to end.

But it wasn’t just the sights and the food and the presents that made these days so incredible. It was Elijah. He was always by my side, his presence a constant source of comfort and joy.

We laughed together, talked for hours about everything and nothing, and made love with a passion that left me breathless. The sex was intoxicating, a blend of tenderness and raw desire that made me feel cherished and desired in ways I’d never imagined. Our conversations often turned heated, and it wasn’t long before we pounced on each other, unable to keep our hands to ourselves. Elijah wouldn’t leave my side even for a second, his touch a constant reminder of his love. freёwebnoѵel.com

He insisted on cooking for me, surprising me with delicious meals that he prepared with care and attention. His skills in the kitchen were impressive, but it was the way he looked at me while he cooked, the way he smiled when I complimented his food, that truly made my heart melt.

And then there was the sex. He would took every opportunity to make love to me, to show me just how much he wanted me. Every part of the house became our playground– the kitchen, the living room, the balcony overlooking the sea.

He would take me with a hunger that would leave me breathless, his body pressed against mine, his hands and mouth exploring every inch of me. Each encounter was intense, a heady mix of desire and affection that made me feel like I was the only person in the world.

Every night, we would return to our luxurious resort, and Elijah would hold me close as we drifted off to sleep. I felt like I was living the best days of my life. It was as if the past didn’t exist, as if all the pain and anger and betrayal had been wiped away. Elijah made me feel so loved, so completely adored, that I found myself forgetting that he had ever been anything but kind and caring.

I was so caught up in the happiness of our days together that I didn’t even think about leaving. The thought of our contract, of the promise I had made to myself to walk away, seemed distant and unimportant. All I cared about was being with Elijah, soaking up every bit of the love and joy he was giving me.

One afternoon, as we sat on a secluded beach watching the sunset, I realized that I was truly happy. For the first time in a long time, I felt at peace. Elijah’s hand was warm in mine, his smile soft and genuine as he looked at me.

"I’m so glad we came here," he said, his voice filled with sincerity. "I’ve never seen you this happy before."

I squeezed his hand, my heart swelling with emotion. "I’ve never been this happy before," I admitted, leaning in to kiss him.

The rest of our days were a blur of laughter and love. I felt like I was living in a fairy tale, and Elijah was the prince who had swept me off my feet. He made me feel like the centre of his world, and I couldn’t get enough of it.

As our vacation came to an end, I found myself dreading the thought of going back to reality. But for now, I was content to bask in the love and happiness that Elijah had given me. It was a feeling I never wanted to lose, a happiness I hoped would last forever.

But everything has an end. As our vacation drew to a close, a sense of dread began to seep into my thoughts. The reality we were returning to was intimidating, filled with difficult decisions and unresolved issues. The bubble of happiness we had created was about to burst, and I was afraid of what lay ahead. Yet, amidst the fear, I found solace in the memories we had made—moments of laughter, tenderness, and passion that I could hold onto.

At least now, I had these beautiful memories to look back on, a reminder of the adoration and happiness that had briefly blossomed between us.