My Waste Husband

Chapter 2

Looking at the smile on Henry's face, Sylvia felt disgusted. She had been upset about him many times. She had made lots of hard time to Henry: clean the toilet, the floor with a rag, rather left the cars covered with dust than let him drive. However, Henry didn't even say no and not even smoke. For several times, Sylvia deliberately got off work early trying to find out any problems so that she could kick him out of this family, but nothing happened. Sylvia felt disappointed.

She looked at the flattery on Henry's face and an idea came into her mind.

"Well, Since you took things as they come, so be it!"

Thinking of this, Sylvia leaned on the sofa and said to Henry unemotionally, "I'm tired. Go get me a basin of water to wash my feet."

"Okay!" Henry ran to the bathroom without hesitation.

Soon, a pot of foot-washing water with moderate temperature was brought to Sylvia.

"President Lin, here is your water." Henry squatted in front of Sylvia's slender legs and put down the foot-washing basin.

Sylvia took off her high heels and lifted the pair of delicate feet in front of Henry. She said in a condescending tone, "Wash."

"Wash it for you?" Henry looked at the pair of feet in front of him and was stunned for two seconds.

Seeing Henry's expression, She slightly snorted, "No? If you don't want to then make yourself out!"

"Sure, of course!" Henry nodded vigorously, with a smile on his face with excitement. It seemed that his efforts this month have come for something. This was the first time that he could touch his wife's body! And she asked for it!

Sylvia saw his face from stunning to happy. Now she completely see-through that he could do anything for money!

According to an old saying, a man could be poor but without the gut is completely loser!

In her mind, Henry was one of them. Such a man should be severely humiliated! She deliberately raised her feet as if she was ordering a servant. "Go ahead."

Henry looked at the pair of feet. He gently pulled those silky, smooth black silk stockings from her feet. Without any hindrance, he easily pulled the stockings to her knee.

Along with a faint fragrance on the black silk stockings, After those were taken off. Delicate legs appeared to Henry. Nothing could compare with it, like an artwork made from heaven. Even the most difficult person could not pick out any flaws.

Sylvia leaned on the sofa. She could clearly feel a pair of rough hands rubbing against her feet, but also bringing a burst of numbness and comfort. She looked at him, who was massaging her feet in front of her, and never thought that a man could be so low to this extent for money. It was disgusting!

Just as she was about to kick Henry away, the ringing of her phone interrupted what she was going to do next.

It was from the company's secretary. Sylvia answered the phone. He didn't know what the secretary said on the phone, which made Sylvia frown tightly.

"Tell him, don't dream about it! Lin's Group doesn't allow anyone to bully!"

After saying that, Sylvia directly threw the phone aside and leaned on the sofa. She gently rubbed her temples with her slender fingers, she felt so upset that she even forgot to kick Henry away.

At this time, a warmth spread up along the perfect straight leg from the sole of Sylvia's feet. This comfortable warmth made her feel calm in her restless mood, and her wrinkled eyebrows also relaxed a little.

Henry put her feet into the warm water basin, carefully kneaded. He looked up and saw Sylvia's frowning face, and the phone she just picked up, which made Henry flare-up.

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It was the first time that Henry had seen Sylvia like this. He had known this lady since the age of five.

When he was five years old, Henry and his mother were almost frozen to death on the street in winter. Sylvia's father got out of the car and handed him a cotton-padded jacket with 100 RMB in cash. The jacket has made Henry and his mother survive in the winter. That money was able to buy medicine for his mother to relieve the fever.

When he was seven, he got food poisoning because of the rotten food in the trash bin. The charity of the Family Lin saved six wandering children, including Henry.

When he was ten, he was studying in a public relations school founded by Family Lin. His mother found a cleaning job in the school.

Until Henry was fourteen, his mother was diagnosed with a malignant tumor. In order not to be a burden to Henry, his mother left a note and jumped from the seventh floor.

In his mother's willing letter, she told Henry that, no matter what happened in the future, return Lin's favor is the priority. If it weren't for the Family Lin, Henry would have died on the street at the age of five, let alone his studies.

The Lin Family had saved Henry Zhang's life twice. Henry had sworn in his heart that he would definitely repay the's kindness in his life. When he was five years old, the girl who gave him a jacket was like an angel who brought light to Henry's heart.

In Henry's memory, she always smiles happily. He had never seen her frown like this.

Henry rubbed the soles of Sylvia's feet. He was familiar with every acupuncture point of the human body to relax Sylvia. His control of strength was even comparable to that of a professional massage master.

Unconsciously, Sylvia's whole body started relaxing and lazily leaned on the wide sofa. She was really too tired, and the drowsiness of sleep came with the comfort of her feet.

She was half lying on the soft sofa. Her posture made the white shirt in front of her slightly piled up in front of her. Between the buttons of the shirt and the buttons, there were slightly open. Henry glanced at the gap slightly and saw Sylvia's flat lower abdomen through them. Further, it was the black underwear.

Sylvia did not realize anything at all. The comfort of the soles of her feet and the sleepiness of her mind made her fall asleep. She let out gentle breathing. Her black hair was scattered on the back of the sofa, which was as beautiful as the sleeping beauty in fairy tales.

Henry massaged her carefully. Ordinary people would feel numb in their legs if they squatted for more than 15 minutes. But Henry crouching for more than half an hour, he gently wiped her feet and slowly put them on the sofa, then covered them with a towel.