Dorothy said, "I didn't know that there was so much salt in that sauce, so I added some salt, and it became salty. But I think it's okay to eat."

Because of poverty, her family had very few seasonings, only salt most of the time. When she saw Mrs. Hunter put sauce while cooking, she felt that the dishes were very tasty. So today, when she fried, she put a large spoonful of it, but she did not expect that the dish was salty.

Zack glared at her and shouted, "The rice is half-cooked, the meat is big and thick, and the dish is too salty to eat. What were you doing exactly?"

Dorothy explained, "I didn't expect this to happen. I can add some water to the rice and cook it with the dish. By doing so, the rice will be cooked well, and the dish won't be salty."

Zack felt disgusted thinking about that kind of meal, "Can you still eat it when you cook it like that? Do you think you are cooking this to feed pigs?"

Dorothy refuted, "How can pigs eat such good stuff? This is called risotto. With oil and salt, it is very delicious."

Zack was about to be mad because of her, "Dorothy Field, did you do this deliberately? You think you can enjoy a good life by marrying me, but I let you be a maid. So you are doing this to show your dissatisfaction with me?"

Dorothy was also angry and shouted loudly, "I didn't mean it. I said I will cook again..."

"The hell you cook again!" Zack grabbed the dish and smashed it on the ground. "Slap!" The dish was broken and the oil spilled all over the floor.

Dorothy shivered with fright and was stunned.

Zack roared, "Didn't they say that you are well-educated? Didn't they say that you are very obedient? Didn't your father tell you to take care of me? Aren't you forbidden to talk back to me? Is this how you act as a wife?"

While swearing, he became even more furious and lifted the table sideways. All the bowls and plates fell to the ground.

Dorothy looked at the broken bowls, food, and oil stains all over the floor, losing her ability to speak.

"Since you don't know how to be a wife, I will teach you tonight!" Zack pointed at her and shouted, "What are you doing in a daze? Clean it now!"

He rushed upstairs angrily.

Dorothy looked at the mess on the ground and was shocked for a while before using the broom to clean.

The oil stains all over the floor were really not easy to clean. She swept, mopped, and then rinsed the floor with water, but it was still greasy. So she had to dip a rag into the detergent, squat on the floor, and clean it little by little. 

Zack returned upstairs and threw himself into the sofa, feeling exhausted physically and mentally.

He had never felt so tired in the last two decades.

He married such a woman as his wife, who was not unfamiliar to him at all and stupid enough to provoke him. She had got here only for two days, but his life was already a mess!

Mrs. Hunter had lived here for so long before, but he had never needed worrying about his meal.

He was indeed not picky about food, but it didn't mean that she could serve him the rice that was not cooked yet!

The phone rang. He took it out and saw that Blake was calling, feeling agitated again.

After a while, he answered the phone in a low voice, "Hello."

"Zack, why don't you call me these days?"

Zack stopped for a few seconds and then said, "I'm not free."

"Are you still at your father's home?"

"Um," Zack replied.

"Then when will you be back?"

"I don't know yet."

"Well, I'll call you when you come back."

"OK."

"Bye."

"Bye."

Hanging up the phone, Zack felt a sudden pain to remember how they had sex on that day.

On the day he returned to City Y, they had sex for the first time.

Only it was the first time for him to have sex with someone, but not for Blake!

In the last few days, he had been reluctant to think about it. Because whenever he thought about it, he felt humiliated.

Now Blake's call seemed to remind him that he could no longer escape.

That scene came to his mind clearly.

Blake came to him that day, and they played wildly on the sofa. He accidentally tore off the buttons of Blake's clothes. Her magnificent breasts sprayed out, giving him a super shocking visual impact.

There was a crazy desire in Zack's heart. He held Blake's face and said urgently, "Blake, I love you. I won't love anyone except you anymore. You are the woman I will be with forever. Let's get married!"

His confession touched Blake. And before she realized what had happened, her clothes were taken off by him.

Then, Zack was surprised to see that Blake had many scars on her body. Her shoulders, back, almost every part of her body was covered with deep and shallow wrinkles, which seemed to be tooth marks!

It was really surprising to see such scars on a beautiful pale body.

And she should have had those injuries for a while because they were not new.

"Blake!" Zack asked in shock while stroking those scars, "What's the matter with you? How come there are so many injuries on your body?"

"Oh, that's... that's..." A trace of panic flashed through Blake's eyes, but she quickly turned calm, "It was my brother. He bit me."

"Your brother? You have a brother?"

Blake nodded, "Yes, he is only three years old and very naughty. Once I go back home, he sleeps with me and then bites my body. If he is not allowed to bite, he will cry."

"Your brother is really naughty!"

"Yeah!"