Faced with the fierce ghost in the red dress, Jax had no choice but to comply.
“I’ll answer the phone,” he agreed, nodding reluctantly.
“When you do, you’d better not lie to your wife. Tell her everything you did, word for word. If you lie, I’ll slap you to death right here. If you don’t want to die, be honest!” the ghost warned, not trusting Jax to be straightforward.
“Yes, yes! I’ll be truthful. I promise to tell her everything!” Jax agreed quickly. The ghost’s slaps were incredibly painful, and he couldn’t risk enduring another one.
Though he wasn’t fully prepared, Jax pressed the answer button.
His wife’s voice immediately came through the phone.
“Hello? Jax? Why are you calling in the middle of the night? What’s wrong?”
“Sorry, honey,” Jax’s sudden apology stunned his wife.
“Sorry? What do you mean, sorry?”
“Honey, I have to confess. I’ve done something to betray you.”
“Betray me? What did you do?”
“That night, a few years ago, I met with my first love in a hotel room.”
The anger in his wife’s voice was palpable.
“You met with your first love in a hotel? What did you do there?”
“We made love.”
“Were you on top, or was she?”
“The first time, I was on top; the second time, she was.”
“How long did you last?”
“The first time was three seconds, the second time maybe ten minutes.”
“Jax, you piece of trash! You slept with another woman for ten minutes? You worthless scum! When you get back, we’re divorcing!”
“Honey, I might not make it back,” Jax's tone shifted solemnly.
His wife was taken aback by his words, momentarily stunned.
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