Room 213 Page #2

How about it?

Are you afraid, Mr. 8 o'clock?

That day I was going to test

the limits of the game.

It's fair to say my poor husband

had trepidations on this rendezvous.

We were both about to see

how much of a man he was.

Hey, why are you looking sad?

You enjoyed yourself.

You even reached 11 o'clock.

Why are you speechless?

I don't want to fight.

I'm not fighting.

It's cold.

By the way,

Could you tell who was who?

I know how big your hips are.

Are you sure?

I might have been just standing

in the corner,

While you were having a

threesome.

But I'll confess.

I was one of them.

But aren't you curious

who the other one is?

A blindfold.

My gamble seemed to have paid off.

He was finally making things

interesting again.

I couldn't wait for what

he had planned.

How are you?

This is what you wanted, right?

Where are you going?

I have an on-site abroad.

When will you be back?

Your birthday.

That's not long enough for you

to miss me.

My useless womb.

I'm certain my child would be big by now ..

If I got pregnant early

in our marriage.

I wonder which one of us

would he resemble the most.

I can't believe we're meeting here.

It's nice here.

Quiet.

I'm sick of silence.

Since my husband left

due to work abroad,

the silence in the house

is driving me mad.

You're married?

Father,

please forgive me,

for my mistake.

What is it, child'?

I've committed a mortal sin.

I got involved with a married man.

That is a grave offense.

Does his wife know'?

Yes, Father.

Have you asked her

for forgiveness?

I don't think that's necessary.

Your offense is not just to the Lord.

What if...

His wife gave me her consent?

Excuse me,

I think

I recognize you from somewhere.

You recognize me?

Sorry. Maybe I made a mistake.

What if I was wearing a blindfold?

Blindfold?

I don't know what I knew

this was the bastard. I just knew.

How much are you?

How much are you?

Answer, you devil!

Admit that you're my husband's

accomplice!

Or is your silence your confession?

Why won't you speak?

How much are you?

Were you paid enough to f*** me?

You're a f***ing animal!

Get out! Get out!

A few days Eater,

My husband's accomplice

came back.

I know you were hurt.

You were shamed.

I've wronged you immensely.

But I hope you'll give me a chance

to make amends.

Despite my silence,

the devil kept coming back.

What are you doing here?

I'm here to ask for your forgiveness.

Forgiveness?

I know

you're not the only one at fault here.

It's also my husband's fault.

The devil wanted peace.

He victimized me.

I'll victimize him in my own way.

Little did I know that he had made

an impression with someone else.

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