I immediately sent messages to the other party, [Who are you? Why are you sending me these photos?]
However, they did not answer me right away. After a while, they finally sent me a video message.
I instantly clicked it and a steaming hot scene displayed on the screen.
In the high of the moment, Walter could not stop himself from exclaiming, "Maggie, you're really a seductress!"
Rage instantly raged inside of me and almost made me stand up. However, the way he called out Samantha made me confused.
Maggie? Who was Maggie?
Samantha had a nickname, but it was Sam, not Maggie.
However, there was no denying that the woman in the video was my wife, Samantha.
So, I sent several messages to the other party, demanding to give me answer. However, they did not reply to any of my messages.
After I had regained my composure, I opened the internet and hired a reliable private detective online. Then I paid him a hefty sum to investigate Samantha, Walter and myself.
I wheeled myself back to the bedroom, opened the drawer, took out a photo album then flipped through the pages, one by one.
Samantha and I had been together since college. From school uniforms to wedding dresses, we had shared eight years together. The photos in the album captured every beautiful moment that we shared together.
Samantha was a beautiful woman with exceptional figure. Her body curved and filled out in the right places. Her waist was truly captivating, especially when she twisted it and added a cute small red mole on it, I was bewitched by her.
Unfortunately, after my accident three years ago, I became a changed man.
Just as I was lost in thought, the door opened and Samantha walked in.
When she saw me holding the album, she laughed, walked toward me, snatched the album and tossed it aside. Then she straddled my lap with spread legs.
Instinctively, I wrapped my arm around her waist. She draped her arms around my neck and pouted. “Why are you looking at old photos? Are you reminiscing about our past?”
I shook my head. “You know I lost my memory and did not remember any of them. You’ve been so busy with the company lately and I missed you, so I took the album out to look.”
"You missed me?" Her hand slid down to my lap and her waist swayed slightly. “Your body doesn’t seem to agree with you.”