Chapter 3: The dream

Jessica shook her head in the bathtub, recalling how Dylan used to make love to her in the bathroom whenever they bathed together as a couple, and now he was avoiding her.

She resumed bathing in the white bathtub with her sponge, soap, and water. After she finished her bath, she rinsed her body and finally walked out of the bathroom into the bedroom to dress up.

Dylan had already donned his white night robe and sat on the bed, feeling tipsy from the alcoholic drink he had at Rosie's home.

He saw Jessica step out of the bathroom and immediately stared away from her, towards the wall, as he lay on the bed to sleep.

Dylan turned his back on Jessica and faced the wall. She frowned at her husband's behavior, realizing he was truly avoiding her.

Jessica walked up to their wardrobe to take out a nightgown. She tried hard not to cry, as she didn't want to divorce Dylan.

She knew he had been behaving strangely lately, especially before his two-day absence from home. She wondered in her mind, "Who's the new woman in his life now?"

Jessica stood searching for a nightgown for hours, even though she had already touched the white nightgown she wanted to wear. She was supposed to take it out from the wardrobe and wear it.

She stood beside the wardrobe, lost in thought as hot tears freely streamed down her face.

Jessica finally snapped out of her trance, took out the white nightgown she had been holding, and put it on. She stared back at her sleeping husband on the bed.

Her eyes moved to the divorce papers on the headboard. She shook her head in sadness and finally walked up to the bed to join her husband.

Dylan was already fast asleep, but as Jessica climbed onto the bed, he felt the pressure and subtly opened his eyes. He stared at the pretty yellow woman's face beside him.

Seeing that the woman was his wife, whom he was about to divorce, and noticing that she was sobbing, Dylan sat up and sleepily asked, "What's wrong, babe?"

Jessica sniffled and wanted to reply, but Dylan sleepily lay back down and fell asleep. The alcohol hadn't cleared from his system, and he was already tired and exhausted. He had spent half the time since leaving his office at 5 PM with Rosie in her room and needed to rest.

Dylan turned his back on Jessica again, adjusted his pillow, and resumed sleeping. Jessica blinked her tears away as she sat on the bed, looking at her sleeping husband for a moment.

Not wanting to accept the fact that they were going to divorce the following day, Jessica thought to be the good wife she was. She wrapped her left arm around Dylan's waist and moved closely to him as he had his back to her.

She cuddled up beside him, inhaling his manly scent, and hugged him to find warmth from him.

Jessica rested her head on Dylan's left arm and caressed his face and jawline. But as Dylan inhaled Jessica's sweet blossom scent, he subtly opened his eyes again, sprang up from the bed even in his drunken state, and pushed her arm off him.

Dylan looked at Jessica angrily and asked, "What's wrong with you, Jessica? Why don't you want me to sleep tonight?"

Dylan was seated on the bed with Jessica and noticed her white nightgown was almost transparent, revealing her breasts.

Dylan looked away, and Jessica replied, "I want you, Dylan."

"But I don't want you anymore, Jessica. I want a divorce, and you should sign the divorce papers tomorrow and leave! I'm not joking about it," Dylan curtly said. He immediately took his pillow and stepped down from the bed, wearing his black slippers to leave their bedroom. He snatched the pillow from Jessica's hands as she tried to stop him by holding onto it.

Dylan walked out of the room, leaving Jessica alone in their master bedroom. She cried out, "No, sweetheart! Wait! Where are you going?"

Jessica hurriedly stepped down from the bed and chased after Dylan as he exited their sitting room upstairs and went downstairs to the guest room to sleep.

"Dylan! Open this door!" Jessica stood in front of the guest room door, banging on it heavily for Dylan to unlock it from within, as he had locked it from the inside.

Dylan ignored responding to Jessica and went to the bed in the guest room to sleep, since Jessica wanted to seduce him in their bedroom.

"Dylan! Open this door now! It is me, your wife!" Jessica cried out, banging heavily on the door.

She glanced at the corridor clock and saw it was already past midnight.

Jessica shook her head and finally went back upstairs to their master bedroom to sleep alone, as she didn't want to wake their kids. The master bedroom was the biggest room in the mansion. She walked towards the king-sized bed, covered in a white bedspread, and climbed on it slowly to sleep.

She lay on the bed and tried to sleep.

It was Wednesday night. Jessica knew her kids would be going to school the following Thursday morning. They attended a day school, and she knew she had to sleep on time so she could wake up very early to prepare her two kids for school.

But sleep was far from her eyes as she kept crying on the bed and thinking about the new woman who had come into her husband's life, destroying her marriage and breaking her previously happy home.

Jessica continued to think about how she would lose weight to impress Dylan and become the slim woman he wanted again.

She knew she had tried losing weight before, but it wasn't easy for her as she loved eating a lot of food and sleeping too. She was always at home and not going out to work anymore.

Jessica had spoken to her best friend, Esther Friday, about her plans to lose weight. Esther had advised her that the best way to lose weight was to hit the gym.

Yet, she had been exercising daily, but losing weight hadn't been easy for her.

Jessica sniffled on the bed again and fell asleep. She dreamt of a beautiful short yellow woman walking into her home with a big black traveling box of clothes in her hand. This short woman wasn't her in the dream, as she was taller. The short woman looked at Jessica irritably and ordered her to serve meals.

Jessica saw herself serving this beautiful slim woman in her dream. The woman sent her away from her husband's home, and she tried to plead with the woman, "Please, you cannot send me away from my husband's house. Leave Dylan alone so that he can look at me, his wife."

But the woman replied, "No. I have known Dylan long before you did, and your time here is up in his life, so go away."

Jessica saw Dylan throw her box of clothes outside their matrimonial home. He didn't even mind their kids' presence. He told her, "Leave my house, Jessica. This marriage is over. Go away and get out of my life!"

"No, Dylan. Please… Don't send me away… I love you… Please, Dylan…"

Jessica continued struggling on the bed and in her sleep, still lying on the luxurious white bed in the master bedroom and dreaming.

She continued pleading with Dylan in her dream, "Please, Dylan, don't send me away. Please…"

Jessica watched as Dylan rushed to her in her dream, dragging her by her left wrist to throw her outside their mansion. She cried out to him even more, "Please, Dylan! You cannot send me away, Dylan! Dylan! Dylan, please!"

"I'm here, Jessica! Wake up," Dylan shook Jessica vigorously on the bed to wake her up. He sat down beside her and shook her again and again to wake her from her nightmare.

When he had woken up in the guest room that morning, he had a headache and remembered he had returned home the previous night with the divorce papers that Rosie Andrew had given him to give to Jessica. He had asked Jessica to sign them too.