Chapter 40
Julia totally shook and gagging at the scene going down in Karl’s room. She couldn’t even breathe when she realized what was going on between Karl and Elena, her neighbor and fellow housewife. Disappointment and shock flooded her heart—not because of any personal feelings towards Karl, but because she never expected the seemingly pure and innocent young man to be wrapped up in some shady affair.
Karl stared at Julia in silence, realizing that his secret was now out in the open. Elena, catching Julia’s presence, tried to compose herself, even though she knew deep down that what they had done was unforgivable. The trio was engulfed in a suffocating silence, each drowning in unspoken thoughts.
Julia, who had always seen Karl as a good neighbor and hardworking young man, felt her heart shatter seeing the lies behind his polite facade. With a piercing gaze, she whispered, "I never imagined, Karl. I thought you were a good man."
Karl tried to speak, his lips trembling to form words, but nothing could explain what had just happened. He knew his words wouldn’t fix what Julia had just seen. The disappointment in that woman’s eyes was enough to make him realize that he couldn’t explain anything.
Julia shook her head softly, her voice quivering with unbearable annoyance.
’I came here just to drop off food because I thought you were a good man. I thought I knew who you were, but turns out I was wrong." Without waiting for a response, Julia turned around, her steps sounding firm as she left the apartment, carrying with her deep disappointment and humiliation.
Karl felt like his whole world was crumbling. With one mistake, he had not only shattered his own trust, but also the respect that emerged from the universe’s gacha of memories.
Elena, witnessing it all, hung her head in shame and guilt. She knew that what had just happened not only ruined a beautiful post-sex scene, but also put her reputation as a wife and housewife in unavoidable danger.
Without another word, Elena hastily dressed, with Karl’s cum still dripping down her thigh. "I have to go," she whispered softly, trying to hold back the heavy guilt. Karl just bowed his head, unable to look at her or say anything. He knew there were no words that could change this reality.
After Elena left, Karl sat on the floor in his room, staring blankly at the door. Confusion flooded his mind—what started as a thrilling sex ended with him getting busted by his dream Milf.
In the bright morning, Karl realized that the events before would leave a lasting mark that’s hard to erase.