Why does the good husband not forget the past of being bullied by the evil woman after marriage?

There was nothing more to say, and the poor wife Erika had to silently endure her husband Hiroki Shimizu's blatant "harassment" and "molestation" without daring to say a word.

After the elevator started, it slowly ascended. The pressure brought by the feeling of weightlessness made the skin from head to toe tighten subconsciously.

The old machinery made a dull rumbling sound as it rubbed against each other, covering up Erika's heartbeat that was pounding with nervousness.

She was really worried, really worried that her lie would be discovered by her husband, Hiroki Shimizu, who would find out that she had not gone to meet her colleagues and friends at all.

Instead, after learning about her health problem in the hospital, Erika returned home as soon as possible. However, when she arrived at the door, even though she had already inserted the key, she just couldn't muster up the courage to return to her small but warm and beautiful home.

Erika had no choice but to turn off her cell phone and ran to a small park near the community, where she sat there in a daze for the entire afternoon. Only when she saw dark clouds gathering and it was about to rain did she hurried back.

This was also the first time she lied to Shimizu Yuki...

And she is not smart at all, and it can be said that she has no talent in this area at all.

"Is there anything you'd like to eat, Yuuki-kun? I went shopping today and bought a lot of ingredients!"

Erika pushed aside her growing bangs, along with the unspeakable worries and distress in her heart. She smiled and asked Shimizu Hiroki behind her.

"Hmm? Oh~ Let me think about it first..."

Hiroki Shimizu reacted very quickly. He immediately shook off his dazed state and calmly observed his wife's expression through the reflective metal elevator door.

When he saw the living Erika showing the familiar smile in front of him again, all his previous worries and despair disappeared. He felt greatly relieved, but at the same time, there was a faint sense of strangeness that did not completely disappear.

If he really lost his beloved Erika again like he lost his mother Shimizu Iori, does that mean he can really muster up the courage to be completely free?

Naturally, there was no answer to this question, and Shimizu Hiroki would never allow this situation to happen again, but this self-destructive state still really scared him and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Shimizu Hiroki held his wife's shoulders and whispered.

“I still want to eat something lighter.”

"okay, I get it."

132. How nice it would be if it rained?

While his wife was busy in the kitchen, Hiroki Shimizu certainly wouldn't just sit there and watch.

He volunteered to clean the ingredients, while Erika, who was a more skilled cook, was responsible for the cooking part.

The kitchen in the rental house is not very big, especially for the tall Hiroki Shimizu.

Even though the division of labor is clear and each person does their own thing, their shoulders basically have to be close together.

If you turn around or misalign your body carelessly, the skin of your hands and feet may touch each other, and you can feel each other's breathing and body temperature.

The couple did not find it troublesome, but instead found it very interesting.

They can chat about any topic at any time, or make comments and give guidance on what the other person is doing, without feeling bored at all.

In the narrow and cramped space, a warm and joyful atmosphere is flourishing, making people temporarily forget their worries and devote themselves to the hard-earned happiness and beauty of the moment.

It was not until Erika accidentally looked up and saw the gloomy sky outside the window that her brows, which had been relaxed with joy, suddenly became twisted in uncomfortably.

"Oh, what terrible weather! It's only afternoon, but it looks like it's going to get dark soon."

"It looks like it's going to rain soon." Shimizu Hiroki glanced at the sky and agreed.

"Yeah, please let it rain soon, please! It's so hot and stuffy, and my chest feels like something is blocking it. I'm in a bad mood."

Erika clapped her hands and muttered a few words softly. Her childlike innocence made Shimizu Yuuki unable to take his eyes away. His heart seemed to be warmed into a pool of soft liquid.

In order to attract his wife's attention, he held the shrimp in his hand and pretended not to understand, "Erika, is this considered clean?"

"Hmm? Let me see..." Erika took a look and felt her breathing become even more difficult. "How can this be enough? This is something you eat. Yuuki-kun has to follow my instructions. If you fail, you'll go hungry tonight!"

Erika, who was a bit of a germaphobe, had to demonstrate it herself, while Shimizu Hiroki encouraged her from the side. Erika felt so elated that her body was shaking from trying to hold back her laughter, and she no longer felt depressed.

"Okay, that's it. We'll use these to make tempura as a side dish, and the rest to make porridge. We can have dinner in half an hour..."

"Eh? Where are you touching, Yuuki-kun? By the way... did you wash your hands properly just now? You just cleaned the seafood and stuff, didn't you?"

As if realizing something, Erika, who was attacked by her husband because she raised her hands in celebration, suddenly frowned and asked in a kind tone.

After receiving the unconscious answer from her slow-witted husband, Erika's smile became even more intense, but the invisible danger index rose sharply.

"Idiot, idiot, idiot Yuuki-kun! Get out of the kitchen! Wait a minute... come back and wash your hands first!"

……

The seafood porridge cooked by Erika herself is so delicious that it goes without saying.

At first glance, each grain of rice was crystal clear, and at the same time, bursts of sweet aroma filled the air. The seafood mixed in it was chewy and sweet, and it felt comfortable when eaten hot, which greatly relieved the mental and physical fatigue he had suffered in the past few days.

Almost half of the pot of seafood porridge fell into Yuuki Shimizu's stomach.

Erika, who has a small appetite, repeatedly reminded him that it was hot, and finally had to blow on the porridge for her husband herself...

After his stomach felt a little full, Shimizu Yuuki slowly stopped eating, and a bad premonition came to his mind.

The ingredients for the seafood porridge are all washed by him personally, so he knows exactly what is added.

"Erika, did you put all those oysters in?"

Erika lowered her head to hide her evasive eyes and answered as if nothing had happened.

"Yeah, I was only thinking of adding half, but the soup didn't seem thick enough, so I washed the rest and put them in. What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Just asking casually. I feel like Erika's cooking skills are getting better and better."

Shimizu Hiroki smiled and shook his head, but he felt bitter in his heart.

This kind of thing is not that effective, but given his body's absorption capacity, he is bound to suffer from the heat and insomnia at night.

However, what bothered him most was that he was forced to vent his emotions in the company this morning by that woman, Mina Sakai.

Of course, he couldn't completely obey and cater to them. He was half-hearted and perfunctory throughout the whole process, just considering it as completing the task. After more than an hour, he still didn't have time to start the actual combat, which made both parties very unhappy.

In the end, Mina Sakai simply took a bite, while Hiroki Shimizu forced himself to suppress his unfulfilled desire.

He looked up at the increasingly gloomy sky outside the window, and waves of boredom and restlessness grew wildly like weeds after spring...

Shimizu Hiroki couldn't help but imitate Erika and pray silently in his heart.

It would be nice if it rained soon.

……

By the time I finished washing the dishes, it was already evening.

Just as Shimizu Hiroki closed the windows in the house and returned to the living room, Erika came out of the bathroom.

"The hot water is ready. Yuki-kun, take a bath first. It should make you feel better."

"I'm not that anxious, but Erika has been busy for so long since I got home."

"It's okay, Yuuki-kun, go ahead. I haven't prepared any change of clothes yet."

Yuki Shimizu had no choice but to agree, and walked into the bathroom with simple pajamas.

During the brief exchange, neither of the couple noticed the dullness in each other's tone, which was completely different from the natural harmony they had in the kitchen.

There was the sound of splashing water in my ears, but the night outside the window was still eerily quiet. The air seemed to have become thick and sticky, and not even the slightest breeze could be heard.

Suddenly, the bathroom door opened from the outside.

Shimizu Hiroki's nerves tensed up immediately, and when he looked over, he realized that he was making a fuss out of nothing.

Who else could this visitor be except his wife Erika?

Erika didn't go into the bathroom, but just leaned against the door. Under the dim bathroom light, her lips trembled slightly, her expression was dazed, and she seemed to be a little embarrassed and entangled.

"Erika, do you want to take a bath together?"

The two of them were already very familiar with each other's bodies and had nothing to hide. Besides, they often bathed together to add to the fun...

"Yeah, okay."

Erika quickly nodded in agreement, but as soon as she walked into the bathroom, she began to have difficulty breathing.

She suppressed the discomfort and pulled down the bathroom curtains, blocking out the dark, depressing and dull atmosphere outside the window, leaving only an ambiguous and warm atmosphere in the bathroom.

"Hey, this weather is really uncomfortable. I can't breathe. Can Yuuki-kun help me relieve it?"

133. Heavy Rain

With his sweet and radiant wife in his arms, under the warm yellow bathroom light, Erika's delicate and smooth skin seemed to be flowing with sticky honey, waiting to be tasted and possessed...

Water splashed out from the edge of the bathtub, and his beautiful wife was in his arms, their naked skin touching. Their body temperatures rose sharply after merging, how could Hiroki Shimizu, who was already feeling extremely hot, remain calm?

Such gloomy and stuffy weather really makes people want to vent without hesitation. Hiroki Shimizu understands Erika's needs and discomfort, and is confident that he can satisfy his wife well.

But after this, what should he do with his desire that has been aroused but cannot be released?

"Let me help Yuki wash his body."

Erika curled up her slender body and slowly turned around. The whole time she was careful to avoid the hottest part of Shimizu Yuki that had nowhere to hide.

However, the bathtub was not that big, so naturally there was some physical contact. Erika finally touched it accidentally. She screamed in surprise, but quickly pursed her lips to stop the sound.

Covering that part of her forearm, her crystal clear lips were bitten to make them even more delicate and tempting, her round and bright almond eyes were filled with mist, as if her eye sockets were burned red, and she looked at Shimizu Hiroki with innocent and pitiful eyes.

The weak and helpless woman's sorrowful and pitiful look at this moment made Shimizu Yuuki's veins pop. He couldn't stand Erika in this state, and he couldn't help but want to hold her in his arms and love her...

But he couldn't help but want to increase his strength to see how many more tears the woman could shed and whether they would eventually turn into a pool of soft water.

He had no time to care about anything else. It seemed that this horrible weather really made his wife feel very depressed, and he, as a husband, had to relieve her stress.

Hiroki Shimizu stretched out his hot, broad hands and perfectly covered Erika's slender waist, which was so thin that it was not even as thin as a hand. He could even clearly feel the woman's trembling, nervousness and panic, as if she was seducing her with a reluctant but also welcoming hand.

His breathing soon became unstable. Compared to those evil women who used all kinds of schemes to squeeze the essence out of him, Erika only needed to show her most real and sincere side, which was enough to make Shimizu Hiroki willing to give everything for it, and even satisfy and cater to him more actively.

This is the talent that those evil women could never obtain no matter how envious, jealous, and hateful they are.

Yuki Shimizu hugged Erika's waist and slid his hands down an inch to better control the force so as to avoid losing his grip midway, which would have been a bad experience for both of them.

"Um, could you please turn around again, Erika?"

"Yes, yes, okay, I understand. I'll listen to Yuki-kun..."

After agreeing incoherently, Erika did as she was told somewhat slowly, as if she had almost forgotten that she was the one who seduced Shimizu Yuki first.

Facing the bright white porcelain wall that vaguely reflected the picture, Erika could see how obsessed her husband, Shimizu Hiroki, was with her body.

The self-doubt that had been tormenting Erika since she left the hospital gradually eased. After all, it had been just a guess without any evidence from the beginning.

Moreover, Erika couldn't imagine that Shimizu Hiroki had never enjoyed himself with her as his wife. Instead, he had been suppressing his inner desires, pretending to enjoy it or not caring. Such days even lasted throughout their entire long married life.

The weight of the past five years, starting from the first time they gave each other their love, could easily crush all the beliefs that supported her...

Erika still clearly remembers that she was still hesitating whether to undergo surgery while lying on the hospital bed. After all, even if she was out of danger, she would still have to face a long recovery period with no end in sight.

Not only would she have to spend a huge amount of money on medical treatment, but her body would also become weaker and she would have many problems. She would not be able to bear the heavy workload, and would be a complete and useless burden...

Erika, who appears weak but actually has a strong sense of self-esteem, is really unwilling to face such a dark future, and she doesn't want to see her beloved man become unfree and unhappy because of her.

However, Shimizu Yuuki begged her, repeatedly assuring her that his feelings would never change because of any future changes, and that he would never feel any disdain or hatred towards her...

To this day, as a husband, he has indeed fulfilled this promise. Even in the distant future, Erika believes that Shimizu Hiroki will continue to do so unwaveringly.

"Yuuki-kun, can we go to the bedroom?"

Hearing Erika's trembling moans, Shimizu Yuki stopped what he was doing, and was a little surprised, wondering if he had accidentally heard it wrong.

Based on his understanding of his wife, he thought it would be enough to spend some time in this bedroom, but he didn't expect that there would be a chance to change the scene?

He also remembered that a few days ago, after he came back from a business trip... Erika put all her efforts into the second round for him, which made Shimizu Yuuki very happy.

Could it be that the expensive new medicine has finally taken effect and Erika's body is slowly recovering?

This is undoubtedly a shot in the arm for Hiroki Shimizu, who has been in a bad mood recently, as if he has rekindled his warm hope for the future!

As long as Erika's body gradually recovers and returns to the level of an ordinary person, why should he be constrained by this group of evil women and suffer such humiliation and torture?

"Okay, okay, let's go to the bedroom now!"

Without having time to dry himself, Shimizu Hiroki walked into the house holding his wife, who had already turned into a pool of soft spring water. He was about to turn off the lights out of habit, but was stopped by his wife.

"No... no need to turn off the lights, Yuuki-kun, hurry up and start."

Erika lay on her back on the bed, stretched out her feet, which were as white and warm as a piece of white jade, and boldly hooked her ankles lightly, grabbing Shimizu Yuki's calf.

Looking back, Erika, who has always been introverted, revealed a rare pure and charming look, truly interpreting the meaning of so-called pure desire!