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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TW: this chapter will have mentions of suicide
-Yunho-
"One of you said we'd get the big guns, who the fuck is the big guns?! We need to get her out of that relationship."
"She said she tried to tell him about separation and he only got mad and denied her of getting one. She really doesn't want to make it an issue to the point she has to take it to court and I think he knows that and is using it to his advantage. He know she won't ever file for a divorce on her own." Sarang said.
"And how is the big guns supposed to help? Why haven't we used it yet?" I huffed.
"The big guns ran into a slight set back but don't worry. The big guns will help a lot. If anyone can get Eleanor to stop being stubborn it's big guns." Miran promised.
I trusted her because she seemed confident in the plan.
"I wonder what's up with them now."
-Eleanor-
"I didn't say that!" Jin yelled.
"You didn't have to say anything. You were totally staring at her." I said sadly.
"Youre being ridiculous."
"I'm being ridiculous for telling you about how I felt?" I scoffed.
"Well you're the one who said I could do what I wanted in our marriage and you wouldn't care."
"And you're the one who claims to love me." I shot back softly. "Is this what you do to someone you claim to love or are you just a liar?"
"You've gotten awfully mouthy lately haven't you?" He snapped. "Watch your fucking mouth Eleanor-
"Why? Why are you mad that I question you when you're giving me reasons to?" I cut him off. "Divorce would've been a better option-
"Shut the fuck up!" He slammed the glass down on the island shattering it.
I stared at him in horror. "Stop being so annoying and so fucking insecure! Stop it! So what I stared at a girl? It was for a second and she was in the way! If it bothers you that much then perhaps you should try to do something about it." He snapped.
"W-what are you saying?" I said shakily.
"If you're so insecure then perhaps you should try to look prettier too." He scoffed.
"You're drunk." I shook my head. "You don't mean that. You said you love me..."
"Yeah well right now you're annoying. Would you want to love someone when they're annoying you? It's your fault." He said pouring himself another glass of whiskey.
I guess not.
He stared at his bloody hand and sighed placing it under the running sink.
