Stalker Husband - Chapter 13：GRAYSEN

A flustered waiter approaches me with a menu. Since I haven’t eaten dinner, I ask the waiter what Diana ordered so I can have the same. I also told her that I’ll be paying their table but never to tell the couple it’s me. She looks surprised but hides it with a warm and huge smile especially after I slide her a generous tip.

I discreetly watch them while I gracefully eat my ribeye steak and crow’s nest. I don’t care if I look like an idiot because every time Diana takes a bite from her dinner, it’s only then I’ll eat as well. Besides, Diana isn’t the type of girl who shies away from food. In fact, she seems to be enjoying her meal rather than paying attention to the person sitting in front of her.

I may not able to hear their conversation, I can tell that only the guy keeps blabbering. Diana only smiles, nods and shares a few words from here and there. I don’t think she even completed a sentence. Damn, my wife must awfully be bored by now. I pity the guy.

It’s obvious my sweetheart isn’t interested because every time the dude extends his arm and moves as if he ‘accidentally’ touches Dianas hand on the table, my princess will move away from his touch. Pfft! If my wife won’t order a dessert, that’s my cue that she wants to end the date the soonest possible time and go home.

So I painstakingly watch as the guy continues to bubble mouth his way to Diana only to receive the same little to none response. Finally, when he seems to offer to order dessert, Diana shakes her head and taps her tummy. I want to laugh how cute she looks right now.

My sweetheart is so pretty and wise, letting a student buy her expensive dinner and enjoys it while pretending to listen to her date. I think that’s one practical way to save dinner expense. Hmm. Good job, my princess.

When Edward excuses himself and goes into the restroom, I follow after him and pull my phone out of my coat. Just as I suspect, he’ll mutter to himself because he’s agitated and disappointed.

“Goddamn it! How can she be so dense?” Edward growls under his breath but since the way to the comfort room is a long hollowed hallway, his voice echoes loud enough. “I can’t allow for my money to go to waste. I want to fuck her silly. Ah! I can practically smell Dianas cherry, so sweet!”

I grind my molars as I follow Edward into the men’s restroom. Once inside, I don’t waste any more time and grab for his collar to give him a couple of straight jabs into his face. His nose and mouth instantly bleed before he collapses down the floor.

“Fuck yourself silly, moron! No one wants your dick!” I sleek my hair back and straighten my coat to perfection before leaving the restaurant.

I sit inside the car while typing on my phone. Using my other secret number, I send Diana the recording of Edward’s voice and wait for her reaction through the wide glass window of the restaurant.

When the message has been successfully sent, Diana checks her phone and frowns at the unknown number on her screen. She swipes her thumb and plaster the device on her ear. She first looks stunned before her eyes turn sharp with anger. She puts her phone away and leaves the restaurant in haste.

“Follow her until her doorstep.”

Desmond starts the car and follows Diana’s cab towards her house. Once I see her bedroom lights up and her shadow entering the bathroom, I finally breathe out a relieved sigh. Good night, sweetheart. I wish you dream of me tonight.

“Let’s head home.” I tell Desmond and he immediately does as hes told.