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"Yes, hello?" I picked up Gojo's phone that was laying on the bed next to me as it keeps on ringing and ringing for some time now.
I don't have plans on answering it in the first place, but Gojo's in the shower while I was sitting on the bed. Knitting a scarf that I'll make for each student of Tokyo. Why not right? I'm bored. And Gojo's leaving today to I'll be alone again.
I don't even know what is he doing outside the country, he always says it's an important business so I just respect that, I don't even have the rights to stop him.
["Good morning, Satoru-san"]
It's a girls voice, this made me stop knitting as I cleared my throat and straighten my back with my one brows raised.
"Who's this?"
["You forgot about me already? We eat lunch together yesterday. And I really couldn't stop thinking about you so I called"] she giggled, making me gag because of how fake her voice sounds like.
"Gojo's taking a shower, call again.. never" I rolled my eyes as I answer in an expressionless tone as I was about to hang up. She said something that immediately made my blood boil.
["Ohh hahaha, is this perhaps his mother? I am so sorry for being a bother at this early.. my name is Yuki and I am so glad to speak with you ma'am"]
"Fucking homewrecker"
["Excuse me?"]
"You heard what I said? And I am so glad that you know that you're being a bother. And like I said, MY husband is taking a shower right now and bold of you to assume that I am his mother. Don't ever call him again or I will hunt you"
["O-oh.. I apologize miss, I'm sor—"]
"Call me miss one more time and I will definitely remove your hair from your scalp so you'll be 10x uglier than before"
["I-i'm really sorry.. I-i have to go now, good bye"]
And before I could even threaten her more, she quickly hanged up as I immediately went to deleted her number and the call history. Gojo's phone doesn't have a password anyway. And why would he give his number to her? He's also a flirt, I mean I already knew that but.. can he not anymore?
Anyways, I proceeded back to knitting as Gojo finally came out of the shower, drying his hair with a towel. Even if I saw his eyes on my dream first, he doesn't wear them anymore when he's around me that's why I had a complete view of his full face.
I want my kids to have that eyes too.
"Who were you talking to?" He asked, I can't believe he heard me speaking.
"I was talking to myself, got a problem with that?" I raised my brows at him, as I stared at him with boredom.
"If this is what boredom effects you, I should've bought you a phone you know? Instead of just sitting there and knitting or sewing"
"I don't need a fucking phone!" Cause I don't even know how to use smartphones now a days, all I know is how to call.
What's even a social fucking media? I grew up poor.
"Geez! You always have a habit of yelling early in the morning— oh wait, Yuki promised to call me.. where's my phone?" I cannot believe he had the audacity to do that in front of me.
Yes, it's a pretend marriage but has he had no shame? Anyways, I give no fucks about it as he picked up his phone and dialed a number. Although I already deleted it, I'm surprised that he memorized it.
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His Pretend Wife • Gojo S.
RomanceEverything started when an adult homeless Y/n met a filthy rich man named Gojo Satoru who offered her to be his pretend wife in exchange of a better life and money. Y/n has doubt towards his intentions to her but she didn't have much choice cause so...