Foreign wife and Asian b*g d*** man — 14

　　Julia stood at the door for a long time, her exquisitely made-up face slightly contorted. She didn’t know what to do; she felt filthy, angry, disgusted, and nauseous, but most of all, she felt a sense of humiliation.

　　Hill would rather have sex with an Asian homeless man than accept her?

　　The man seemed to be deliberately provoking his rival, thrusting his large penis in with a loud, thumping sound, making Hill cry and scream, finally uttering incoherent slurs of “big cock, big cock.”

　　He didn’t know when the woman left, but the man continued to fuck Hill, and Hill continued to beg the man. The two of them, like wild beasts, made love and kissed incessantly in the room.

　　When Hill opened his eyes the next morning, he cried out, “Oh God, fuck God!”

　　What had he done… He had sex with a man in front of his ex-wife, and even said those things…

　　Hill felt extremely ashamed. He glared at the man resentfully, pulled out his large penis from his pants, and tried to snap it off.

　　But as he touched him, he couldn’t bear to let go. The man, awakened by his touch, looked at him with his erect penis. Hill felt embarrassed and angry. He wanted to curse the man, but the man probably wouldn’t understand, so he could only glare at him with a dark face. The man smiled at him and reached out to hug him.

　　Hill quickly backed away. His buttocks were badly ravaged, and any movement was excruciatingly painful. He groaned and slumped on the bed, only to be caught by the man again. The man gently touched his buttocks and whispered, “My big-assed slutty wife.”

　　Hill didn’t understand and angrily cursed, “You shameless scoundrel!”

　　Just then, little Ciri’s childish voice came from outside, “Daddy, Mommy says it’s time to eat.”

　　Hill froze, somewhat embarrassed, pushed the man away, hurriedly put on his clothes, and, with his swollen, ravaged buttocks, limped out of the house.

　　Little Ciri, dressed in a pretty princess dress, seemed to be in a good mood. She giggled and said, “Mommy made pies, very delicious pies…”

　　Hill patted Ciri’s head, somewhat awkwardly saying, “Honey, you can go now, Daddy will be here soon.”

　　Watching Ciri’s departing figure, he felt conflicted, more conflicted and torn than ever before. He loved men, but… Ciri, family, career…

　　Although a bestselling author doesn’t mandate heterosexuality or homosexuality, he was a psychological novelist, and many books considered homosexuality a mental illness. Moreover, the president of his readers’ association was a homophobic, who had once gone so far as to say that all homosexuals should be exterminated by the government.

　　A heterosexual psychologist was always more credible than a homosexual psychologist—that was reality…

　　Hill took a deep breath. Just then, a pair of large hands embraced him from behind, and the man affectionately kissed the back of his neck.

　　In that instant, all of Hill’s worries vanished.

　　He had a feeling that if he gave up men, his future life would be like an overexposed photograph, blurry and colorless.

　　Hill’s eyes welled up with tears. No one could understand the gravity of his decision, but the man seemed to understand him. He kissed Hill’s earlobe from the back of his neck, then breathed hotly and asked in a hoarse voice, “What are you thinking?”

　　Hill seemed to understand him, silently shaking his head, then took his hand and slowly walked down the stairs.

　　When Julia saw Hill and the man, her face grew even more ashen.

　　Hill looked at her nervously. Sure enough, this self-centered and arrogant woman couldn’t contain her anger and immediately yelled, “Hill, you disgust me!”

　　Hill closed his eyes in embarrassment, then looked up and said, “I love him.”

　　Julia was furious. At this moment, she finally understood how Hill had felt back then. She knew it was revenge! Because that’s what she had done back then, holding that African-American male model’s hand and saying, “I’ve fallen in love with him, let’s get a divorce.”

　　Julia laughed angrily, “Oh… Hill, you’re taking revenge on me, what a clumsy revenge. You’d rather be with an Asian man to get revenge on me?” These words were laced with serious racial discrimination.

　　Hill didn’t retaliate. He tried to calm Julia down. “Julia, I’m not retaliating. I really love him…”

　　Julia chuckled coldly, saying sarcastically, “Did losing me turn you into a homosexual?”

　　Hill’s face twisted slightly. He suppressed his anger and said, “Yes, I have become a homosexual!” He glanced at the man beside him, looking at his resolute and indifferent profile, and said calmly, “Julia, I want to be with him.”

　　The man seemed to understand him, and his grip on Hill’s hand tightened slightly.

　　Little Ciri seemed to sense the adult’s emotions and began to cry, his little mouth pursed.

　　Julia looked at Hill and the man with disgust and resentment, then suddenly said, “I won’t give you custody of Ciri anymore.”

　　Hill’s face turned deathly pale. “No…you can’t do this…”

　　”I don’t believe you can take care of Ciri. You…and your gay lover?” Julia said with a cold laugh. “I will fight for Ciri’s custody, and if you don’t break up with your gay lover, you’ll never see her again!”

　　Hill released the man’s hand, pleading, “No, Julia…I…I can give you money, you can’t take Ciri away…”

　　Julia smiled coldly, squatted down, and said to the crying little Ciri, “Darling, don’t cry. Would you like to live with your mother or your father? If you choose your father, your mother will never see you again…”

　　“Julia! How could you lead a child like that!”

　　Little Ciri watched the arguing adults through tears. In the chaos, she chose her mother…

　　Julia smiled triumphantly, hugging Ciri and coldly saying, “Hill, you abandoned your family and daughter for your homosexual lover. Perhaps your readers should know your true colors!”

　　Hill was shocked by Julia’s shamelessness. At this moment, he was completely consumed by rage. He wanted to kill this woman, more than ever. His eyes were bloodshot, and he reached for his gun. He even thought about killing her and secretly burying her in the ground, letting this bitch rot completely.

　　But just then, the man held Hill down, whispering something.

　　Hill didn’t understand. He trembled and said, “No… she’s trying to take my daughter away…”

　　Julia sneered, “Do you think you can take good care of Ciri?”

　　Hill was stunned. It was true. He wasn’t a good father. Before, he was busy writing, and now he was entangled with a man. He was completely irresponsible.

　　…Perhaps, giving custody to his ex-wife was the right choice?

　　Ciri started crying. She wanted both her mother and father, but she also knew deep down that it was impossible. Her mother picked her up and carried her straight out of the room. Outside, Ella seemed to sense something and began barking wildly, barking at Julia and Hill.

　　Hill was deathly pale. He chased after Ciri, sobbing as he tried to comfort her, telling her to be with her mother.

　　Julia gave him no time, quickly putting Ciri in the car. Before leaving, Julia said sarcastically, “Unless you become normal, you’ll never see your daughter again…”

　　The idea that a father who is gay should forbid his partner from seeing his daughter is absurd, but Julia knows many lawyers and is part of that circle. Hill went to court with her, but ultimately lost the case and was even stripped of his visitation rights.

　　During this time, Hill completely broke down. He developed depression, cried at home every day, and couldn’t write.

　　At this time, Olaf offered to buy his dog and promised to treat him well. Hill didn’t want to give up Ella, but because of his depression, he couldn’t properly care for her. Ella also lost a lot of weight, and seeing how affectionate Ella was with Olaf, he had no choice but to abandon her.

　　On the night Ella left, Hill became seriously ill. He went to the rooftop of the villa, intending to jump to his death.

　　Just as he was about to jump, the man who worked at the repair shop returned. When he saw Hill crying on the rooftop, his heart nearly broke. His eyes were bloodshot as he begged him to come down.

　　So Hill actually came down…

　　As he fell, the man desperately grabbed him, and Hill was unharmed, but the man broke both his arms.

　　Hill, crying, took him to the hospital. He felt incredibly unlucky, and his suicidal thoughts intensified. So, at the hospital, the man took him from wanting to die to feeling utterly hopeless, finally collapsing in his arms, drenched in sweat, and crying. In the days that followed, the man cared for both himself and the whiny boy, tending not only to his broken arm but also to his large penis.

　　Hill’s mood gradually improved, but he remained depressed, crying whenever he saw a child.

　　Although the man hadn’t studied psychology, he knew that if things continued this way, Hill would completely break down. So, after his fracture healed, the man decided to take his poor American “Creamy” on a trip abroad to clear his head.