My Wife Asks Ex-Boyfriend for a Public Kiss

At the swimming pool party, my wife's exboyfriend pretended to be drowning.

My wife did CPR on him in public. After saving him, they kissed each other for a long time.

Everyone looked at me with ridicule and sympathy in their eyes...

My wife said, "I'm saving him. Don't be so jealous."

"If the law allows it, I don't even care if the three of us live together," I said with a smile. "Sleep with me on Monday, Wednesday and Friday, sleep with him on Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday. I'll give you a day off on Sunday."

By the swimming pool, everyone looked at me as if they were looking at a damfool, because this was the line of his.

She was still holding her exboyfriend, who was pretending to be weak. Her lips were glistening with saliva, and her eyes were full of doubts and anger as she looked at me.

An old classmate smiled and saved me from embarrassment, " Alexander Green Alexander, don't take it to heart. After all, Queenie is just eager to save him."

I didn't look at him. Instead, I gave my wife a meaningful look. He immediately lowered his head. Maybe he knew how stupid he was to help me out like that.

Then I walked to Queenie Nelson Queenie and Bruce Sherman, squatting down in front of them. I said with a smile, "I'm serious. We three can live together. Or if you think we're an eyesore, we can get a divorce."

Queenie's rosy face gradually turned pale.

A slap sounded!

She slapped me. "Alexander Green, what did you just say? Who do you think I am? You want me to sleep with you two as my husbands?"

"Come on, why are you angry again."

I stood up with a smile and said, "I've told you that if you think I'm an eyesore, we can divorce first and then you can get married. We can go to the Office of the City Clerk together. I'll wait for you to take photos first, and then we'll get the divorce certificate."

Everyone looked at me with disdain.

In their eyes, I was a henpecked husband. Now that I had been cheated on the spot, they must think that I was so timid when I took the initiative to divorce.

But they had kissed in public. What else could I do but help them?

Did I choose not to see it and then let it go?

Or I was really going to live with them?

I thought I was far away from the rubbish.

Bruce continued to pretend to be weak and said, "Don't get me wrong. We just couldn't help it. In fact, there’s nothing going on between us."

"If you don't love each other, why can't you control yourself?"

"Since you love each other, why do you have to leave regrets?"

"Listen to me. I'll divorce Queenie first, and then you two can get married. That's good."

My face was still full of smiles and my tone was sincere.

Because that was what I wanted to do the most at the moment.

"You're being unreasonable!"

Queenie snorted and pulled Bruce Sherman away. "Alexander Green, calm down at home. I'll accompany him to the hospital first!"

"Take your ID card with you, or you won't be able to stay in a hotel. After all, Bruce doesn't even have a house."

"Well, by the way, if you want kicks, you can drive my MercedesBenz MPV. It's spacious and comfortable inside."

I reminded them out of kindness.

Bruce's face darkened. My words of "He doesn't even have a house" was close to home.

Queenie stopped and stared at me. "Alexander, I'm your wife, but how can you say something like that?"

"It doesn't matter. After all, you will be my exwife soon."

I waved my hand and said, "Go ahead. You've just kissed each other passionately, so you can't hold it in any longer. Don't let yourself suffer."

Everyone looked at me as if I were a madman and then they silently left.

It was a waste of time to pay attention to anyone. So I ordered the nanny to clean up and then I went back to sleep.

"Don't make yourself suffer.” I said those words not only to them, but also to me."

Since we didn't love each other, we should separate as soon as possible, and there was no need to hesitate about.

Not long after I fell asleep, I heard a loud noise from the bedroom door.

Then, the light was switched on. I stood up and saw Queenie standing at the bedroom door.

"Alexander, am I too kind to you? So, that’s why you know who you are?"

"There were so many people here today, yet you've lost your temper at me? No matter what, as a successful person, why didn’t you know how to save face for yourself?"

Queenie looked aggrieved as she accused me. The expression on her face was cold and aloof, but tears were welling up in her eyes.

She was showing off her pride and complaining at the same time.

In the past, every time she looked like this, I would immediately choose to coax her. Even if she was wrong, I would admit my mistake first.

Because her family had done me a favor, her father, who had passed away had donated organs to me. Otherwise, I would have died long ago.

So, even though she was going to marry Bruce Sherman who had run away from the wedding at that time, I still agreed when she begged me to marry her when she was helpless.

I agreed not only to repay her kindness, but also because I loved her.

Even though I found out later that she still had Bruce Sherman in her heart, Bruce, I still wanted to move her with my kindness.

I could tolerate all her mistakes, and I was willing to spoil her like a princess.

But I couldn’t tolerate principled mistakes.

"If I insulted myself, I could suffer even if I was despised when Queenie had just given Bruce an artificial respiration without that long kiss.

"Answer my question!"

Queenie roared.

I looked at her quietly and said, "Queenie, as Mrs. Green, my wife, it's already disgraceful of you to invite your exboyfriend into our house. You're already ruining your own reputation by doing CPR for him, and your long kiss in the end is trampling on my dignity."

She shook her head and smiled. "So, do you still think I'm disgraceful?"

She was stunned on the spot. It seemed that she didn't expect that I, who used to be doted on her, not only didn't apologize but blamed her.

"It's just a kiss, but so what?"

"It's not like that I haven't kissed him before I was with you!"

Queenie's tone was very tough, as if she really made a lot of sense.

"I have a girlfriend before you, so can I kiss her now?"

I asked calmly.

"Of course not!"

Queenie was stunned as soon as she finished speaking. She had finally realized her mistake.

"Then I won't kiss you in the future, okay?"

Her tone softened. It was the first time I had seen her fawning over me on her face.

"Ok."

"But in order to show fairness, I also want to find a woman to kiss. Can you accept it?"

I asked.

"No!"

Queenie was furious again. She gritted her teeth and said, "Alexander, you're so trivial, and I felt so disappointed on you. No, you disgust me when you dare to kiss another woman!"

After that, she slammed the door and went out to the guest room.

I shook my head helplessly. She seemed to think that she could get away with it by throwing a tantrum this time. But that was only her wishful thinking.