Raised in a toxic and horrible household, a girl with a truly Brutal upbringing Eleanor L. Kang gets married off in an arranged marriage where she struggles with the change and adjustment of her handsome yet cruel businessman of a husband Kim Seokj...
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I walked into the house with an exhausted sigh. I was so tired but I knew if I took a nap now i wouldn't wake up until the next day and I had homework to finish.
I was currently on the phone in a three way call with Sarang and Miran.
"I'm just saying ever since I divorced I've been amazing. My husband was like Jin just worse and it destroyed me." Sarang said.
"Yeah, Elle you're gorgeous, young, smart, and hot. You could have any one you want." Miran encouraged.
The girls had not given up on convincing me to get a divorce.
"I love him. It's not that easy." I said right as Jin walked in.
"You can still love each other but look. If it's truly meant to be you two will find your way back." Miran said.
"Hey! Why don't you two just file for a legal separation? You two will still be married legally just not living together and you could get your separation reversed if you two do end up fixing things." Sarang suggested.
"Do you really think that's a good idea?" I asked they both hummed. "I'll give it a thought."
"Great, now anyone of you ladies mind accompanying me to the fortune teller?" Sarang asked.
"Fortune teller?" Miran and I said in unison.
"Yeah! I want to get back into the dating scene and well I'd like some insight from a psychic." She said passionately.
"Well I'll go. I have a case to analyze for a mock trial but why don't you guys swing by?"
"Sounds great."
I ended the phone call and continued doing my homework.
"Where are you going?"
I didn't answer Jin. He sighed. "Youre really ignoring me?"
"Elle! I said I was sorry please I won't do it again can't you just...please?"
"Im going out with the girls."
"When will you be back?"
"Whenever we're done." I answered.
"Can you look at me?"
I didn't respond. "Eleanor."
"What?" I asked with a frustrated sigh.
"Nothing just, can't we talk? It's been 3 days."
"I don't want to speak to you." I said. "Please respect my space."
"No."
I rolled my eyes and stared at him. "You're not making your case any better. Please just give me some space, you betrayed my trust and what? You expect me to just be okay?"
