My Supernatural Girlfriends Spoils Me Rotten-Chapter 322: Acceptance

Asher lay still, staring at the ceiling while Hailey slept against his bare chest.

Her body felt warm, completely relaxed in deep sleep. A small smile rested on her lips, as if she was having a nice dream.

Strands of her hair brushed against his skin, but he didn't mind.

But he couldn't say the same for himself.

Guilt weighed on him after his moment of clarity—he just married Lucy, yet here he was, cheating on her.

'Do I regret it?' he asked himself, wondering if this was a question men often asked after betraying their partner.

He turned his head to look at Hailey. She looked really beautiful and mesmerizing.

A part of him knew what he did was wrong, but another part felt it was worth the risk.

After all, he gained more than just pleasure from her.

The power surging through his body was proof of that—it was only possible because of sleeping with her.

And if he were asked again whether he would do it, the answer would be absolutely yes—a hundred times over.

Even now, the urge to wake and fuck her up lingered, despite the fact that they already given in to their desire's countless times.

'Is this one of those sayings that a man should have one woman for the world and another for the bedroom?'

He tried to mask his guilt with humor, but it only made him feel like more of an asshole.

It wasn't in his nature to be the kind of man who saw his partners as objects.

No, he genuinely loved Lucy, Index, and now… Hailey.

'That's it. I'll explain everything to Lucy. She'll understand,' he said with a nod, trying to convince himself.

Just as he finished contemplating, he felt movement on his chest. Hailey was finally waking up.

"Babe, I'm hungry," she murmured, her voice still drowsy.

"What do you want to eat?"

"Do you even need to ask? I want to eat your big, yummy cock again," she licked her lips as she slowly moved down the bed.

'How can I not fall in love with this kind of VIP treatment? ,' he sighed to himself.

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BLINK!

Asher appeared in his bedroom, not forgetting to cast multiple spells on himself to ensure he remained completely undetectable.

Lucy sat on the bed, unaware of his presence.

And what he saw made his stomach sink, filling him with the urge to punch himself in the face.

The skin around her eyes was red and irritated, a clear sign that she had been crying for a long time.

In her trembling hands, she clutched a crumpled handkerchief, its fabric stained with more than just tears.

Faint smudges of blood marked the cloth, proof of how roughly she wiped her face, as if trying to erase the pain along with her tears.

Her shoulders rose and fell in slow, uneven breaths, the weight of sorrow still pressing down on her.

She already figured out what happened after he failed to return for their so-called after-wedding celebration.

Well, he did celebrate—just not with her. Instead, he spent the night in another woman's arms.

And he enjoyed every moment of it. Hailey awakened sensations in him that he never even knew existed, drawing him into a world of pleasure beyond anything he had experienced before.

And now, as much as he hated to admit it, Lucy had fallen from second place to third in his heart.

An ironic twist, considering she was his first—the woman who had once meant everything to him.

It felt like one of those sad stories where a woman helps a man rise from nothing, only for him to abandon her once he reaches the top.

The loyal partner who supported him, who believed in him, ends up discarded for someone younger, fresher, and more desirable.

'I'm the biggest asshole in the universe,' he muttered, shaking his head.

(You just figured that out, brat?) Pantheon teased

Asher didn't appreciate the humor and shot back, "I didn't mean it. And I'm not like those men who intentionally hurt the ones they love."

(Of course not!) Pantheon laughed. (You're worse.)

"What are you implying?" Asher asked, his eyes narrowing coldly.

(Brat, at least those men accept what they are and don't try to justify their actions.)

(But you? You keep deluding yourself with that 'true love' nonsense. Just face it—you're a man, and you'll always be drawn to beautiful things. It's as simple as that.)

"I..." Asher was speechless.

(Brat, it's because you used to be human that you still think this way. Let me tell you something...men who claim they'll only love their partner, who swear they're loyal and faithful, are full of nonsense.)

(If given the chance with no consequences, most men would love having different partners in their bed every night until they get sick of it!)

Asher wanted to argue, to deny it outright—but the logic was too strong in this one.

"So, you're saying I should just speak my mind, even if it ends up hurting them?"

(That's what I'm saying,) Pantheon continued.

(And it's not like anyone expect you to be loyal. Your wife already prepared herself for this possibility, but the real problem? You denied it when she asked you. She's hurting because you lied.)

'Damn it,' Asher clicked his tongue in annoyance.

Now that Pantheon had slapped him with the harsh truth, he became more aware of just how self-centered he was.

"Lucy," he revealed himself.

She flinched at the sound and quickly turned away, trying to hide her tear-streaked face.

But before she could pull back, he gently took her hand and pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly.

"I'm really sorry for lying to you..." he said quickly, his voice filled with regret.

Hearing those words made her sob harder.

Neither of them spoke. There was no need for explanations—nothing he could say would change what happened.

Right now, all they needed was silence.

Slowly, he guided her to lie down, pulling her close. His arms wrapped around her as she turned away, her back pressed against his chest.

As time passed, his eyes grew heavy, and he started dozing off. Lucy soon followed.

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"Wake up,"

Asher woke to the feeling of a deep kiss on his lips. It was Lucy.

She looked better now, though a hint of sadness still lingered in her eyes.

"I..."

She cut him off. "It's alright. I knew this would happen sooner or later, so I'm not really angry," she paused. "And… sorry for how unsightly I was."

"No, it's..."

She placed her fingers on his lips, silencing him. "Please, I'm okay now. I've already accepted it," she said softly.

"So, you don't have to hold back if you fancy other women… as long as you don't stop loving me."

Without waiting for a reply, she stood up and took his hand. "Let's eat, I'm getting hungry."

Asher smiled at her words. Maybe it was better to stop overthinking things.

When they reached the dining room, the Morningstar family was already seated, engaged in conversation.

But Asher's attention immediately locked onto one person—Hailey.

She sat on the left side of his chair, radiating confidence, as if she had every right to be there.

Gone was the elegant gown from last night. Instead, she wore a cropped purple and black leather jacket over a tight corset-style top, paired with ripped shorts and fishnet stockings.

A studded belt hung loosely around her waist, and knee-high boots completed the look.

Her makeup was as bold as ever—dark eyeshadow, smudged eyeliner, and deep purple lips that curled into a playful smirk.

On his right, his usual spot remained open, reserved for Lucy. The contrast between them was impossible to ignore.

If Lucy was the elegant, refined type—the kind of woman who exuded grace and composure—then Hailey was the loose screw that made everything unpredictable but exciting.

Before he could say anything, Lucy spoke.

"I invited her," she said, looking at him with a serious expression. "Now that she's your woman, it's only right that you introduce her to everyone. You don't have to hide her."

Silence settled over the room as all eyes turned to Asher, waiting for his response.

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Lucy might have said she was okay with it, but her actions told a different story.

This was her way of getting back at him—not through anger or confrontation, but by making sure he felt the weight of his own choices.

"Like Lucy said," Asher glanced around the room, meeting everyone's eyes. "Her name is Hailey, and from now on, she will be one of my wives. I say 'one' because I plan to have more in the future. I hope that won't be a problem for any of you."

The Morningstar family merely nodded in understanding. This was well within their expectations.

Meanwhile, Lucy let out a quiet sigh. She wasn't angry anymore.

In a way, this was better. At least now, she no longer had to live under the illusion that Asher belonged only to her.