My Husband Tattooed His Mistress’ NameChapter 1
In our seventh year together, Luther Campbell and I chose to tatto each other's names onto our skin.
After the inking got done, I woke up dizzy.
But I noticed the phrase "Phoenix City's Must-Eat List" across my chest.
Watching my face suddenly go dark, tattoo worker Faye Stewart covered her lips and let out a small laugh.
"You rely on a guy anyway, right? Did I mark something wrong?"
I threw the glass right there.
Bits scattered like tiny lights, shooting toward Faye.
The next moment, Luther Campbell rushed inside, nearly running, wrapping her fully in his arms.
He knit his brow at me; impatience pressed in his tone. "Faye is young; she was only kidding. Do you really need to throw a tantrum like this?"
I stared straight at Luther’s loose neckline.
There should’ve been my name there, yet instead, the name "Faye" was carved clearly.
Peeking out, Faye stuck her tongue out, tone childlike. "Brother Luther said he liked how my name sounded last time."
"So I just did a little joke with Brother Luther. Sister won’t be upset, right?"
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My expression turned cold.
Before I managed to speak, a few of Luther’s buddies walked inside, laughing loudly.