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I became a vegetable for my wife Tessa.
But the day I regained consciousness, I heard her talking to another man beside my bed. .
They were breathing heavily and there were ambiguous sounds of clothes rubbing against each other.
"You are so brave to be intimate with me next to your unconscious husband?"
I opened my eyes slightly and saw my wife's hands deftly unbuckling the man's belt.
"Don't you think it's more exciting in front of him?"
I lay motionless on the bed, my mind was blank.
Because I recognized the man.
My brother, Bonnie.

The Comatose Cuckold's Revenge

Tessa's fingers halted inches from my face as she stared at me, bewildered.


Each time our eyes met, I was haunted by the sickening noises from that fateful night in the hospital room.


I struggled to keep my stomach contents down.


I avoided looking at her distressed expression.


"Being in your presence for even a moment fills me with utter revulsion."


"Put your name on the paperwork, let's end this marriage amicably."


"You wouldn't want everyone finding out about your intimate encounter with my brother by the hospital bed, would you?"


"Howard, don't you dare!" She practically spat the words through clenched teeth.


"I'll never agree to divorce you, not in this lifetime!" She stormed off.


I leaned against a column at the hotel's entrance, offering an apologetic smile to Michelle Wanda.


She gazed at me with a mix of emotions.


Chapter 5