Husband With Benefits-Chapter 895: Missing Us?

"She’s going to be the death of me," Demetri sighed, his gaze fixed on his Nora, who stood across the room, the center of attention among a group of men. Her laughter rang out like music, effortlessly drawing him and the others in. It was the others he had a problem with.

Erasmi leaned back in his chair, a knowing smirk playing on his lips as he observed his twin. "I’ve been hearing you say that for more than a decade now," he quipped, swirling his drink lazily. "And yet, here you are—still alive, still kicking, and still finding something to grumble about."

"Yes, well," Demetri muttered, rubbing the back of his neck as his eyes stayed glued to the scene. "My heart’s been taking hits, one after another, every time I see those vultures circling her. Just because she’s beautiful doesn’t mean they have to flock to her like moths to a flame. Can’t they see the wedding ring? It’s right there on her hand, for God’s sake!"

"Of course they can see it," Erasmi drawled, his grin widening with mischief. "But that doesn’t stop them, does it? They’re just trying their luck. You know, in case the younger, hotter wife is tired of her older husband and ready for an upgrade."

Demetri shot him a sharp look. "You think this is funny?"

"A little," Erasmi admitted with a chuckle, taking a leisurely sip of his drink. "Let’s be honest, Demetri. You’re jealous. And it’s painfully obvious. Face it, old man—your eyes are starting to go, you need glasses to read anything smaller than a billboard, and meanwhile, your wife is over there glowing like she just stepped out of a magazine. Every guy in his prime is bound to take notice. And you hate it."

"Of course I’m jealous, genius!" Demetri snapped, throwing his hands up in exasperation as he shot a glance at Erasmi, "Look at them—hovering around her like she’s the last drink at a desert oasis. They’re not even subtle about it! And you think I like standing here watching it all unfold?"

Erasmi raised an eyebrow, his smirk deepening. "Oh, I think you more than like it."

Demetri gawked at him, momentarily stunned. "Are you serious? My eyesight might be going, but it’s your brain that’s deteriorating even faster. Would you be so calm if men were flocking around Ava like that?"

Erasmi put down his glass and gave him a pointed look. "Oh, hell no. I’d be pissed. Absolutely furious. I’d probably end up punching at least one of those idiots just to make a point. But here’s the thing—there’s a couple of key differences between you and me."

"Enlighten me," Demetri grumbled, folding his arms.

"First of all," Erasmi began, ticking off on his fingers, "your wife is way younger than you. That alone puts you in a completely different league. Second, and most importantly, you’re a smug little bastard."

Demetri narrowed his eyes. "How am I the bad guy here?"

Erasmi laughed. "You love it. Don’t even try to deny it. Every time one of those guys gets that crushed look on his face when Nora brushes them off and runs straight to you—like you’re her sun, her moon, and all the stars in between—you eat it up. Admit it, it feels good, doesn’t it? Deep down, you’re proud as hell. She still knows how to turn heads, and despite all the attention, she chooses you every single time."

"Yeah, well," he murmured his voice softening as he watched Nora come towards him then and sighed, "one of these days, my heart might not be able to take it. And then what?"

"I doubt that day will ever come," Erasmi mocked Demetri before continuing, "You’re going to be a lovesick fool till the day you die."

With that said, Erasmi raised his cheek expectantly as Nora strolled over, bending down to press a quick peck in greeting there before moving past him.

Without hesitation, she settled herself directly onto Demetri’s lap, her arms looping casually around his neck as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Erasmi raised an eyebrow, shooting his twin a pointed look that practically screamed, Case in point.

Nora, however, remained blissfully oblivious to their silent exchange as a mischievous grin spread across her face as she looked between the two brothers. "What are you guys talking about?" she asked.

Erasmi chuckled, "Oh, we were just discussing how your husband is going blind."

"Really?" she said, drawing out the word as she turned her attention to Demetri, who groaned softly, already bracing himself for whatever was coming. "I think it’s a good thing," she continued.

Demetri and Erasmi both stared at her, their expressions a perfect mix of confusion and suspicion. "A good thing?" Demetri and Erasmi echoed.

Nora winked at them, leaning in conspiratorially as if she were about to share some great secret. "Well, think about it," she began, her voice dripping with faux logic. "If he goes blind, then he won’t see all those guys chasing after me anymore. And if he doesn’t see them, his heart won’t get weak from jealousy. That means he’ll live longer."

There was a beat of silence as the words hung in the air, and then Erasmi burst into laughter, his shoulders shaking as he leaned back and clutched his stomach.

Nora grinned at his reaction before smacking a kiss on Demetri’s lips and pushing his cheeks together to make him smile.

While the three of them laughed, Seb came to join them and plopped himself down on the chair with a thump. "I am tired of men chasing my girl."

Erasmi, Demetri and Nora both turned to Seb in surprise. Seb never had a problem about that because Olivia tended to scare men away with her success.

"Olivia has any new suitors challenging your position?" Erasmi asked with interest while Seb scoffed," Olivia is too powerful for those wusses. It is my Innocensa they are chasing. My little girl! I think I am going to put her in a tower and surround it with Mines!