My Noble Husband's Cuckolded Kept Man

I became Everett's kept man.
We were a fake couple.
After returning home, I went on dates with wealthy businessmen one day, drank with scholars the next, and slept side by side with friends the day after. I made Everett a cuckold five or six times over.
He couldn't sit still any longer. He rushed over from Capitol City, thousands of miles away, to confront me: 'Do you still remember that I'm your husband?'
I was dumbfounded: 'Are you serious?'