A story about a girl, who grew up in a very wealthy family, which recently started losing their fortune. The only way for them to stay among the royalties is for their daughter to marry the richest guy in the whole country. The years is 1877 and bei...
🍒 It's burning inside my chest, I can feel the flames of jealousy. I don't wanna be hurt, but your love is like a wild fire 🍒
Baji parked the car right outside the mansion we were invited to. It was huge and shiny, it was bigger than our home even. Hanma got out of the car first to help me get out, but I open the door wide and I hit him unintentionally with it, but I didn't apologise. I just got out and I started walking to the entrance. I heard my husband trying to calm me down behind me, but I was too mad to stop now. I wanted to start a fire and burn the whole place, I wanted to slap every innocent girl in the hall, I wanted to show them that I'm the supreme. Hanma some how caught up with me and grabbed my hand, our fingers locked our hands together and we walk inside the ballroom together. Everyone was looking at us with bright smiles and whispers. The 'happy' couple is here said some guys behind us. I felt so uncomfortable, while everyone was staring right at me and observing every move I made. Hanma let go of my hand to shake some old man's hand and say hello to his beautiful daughter. Of course I got mad, the girl was beautiful. She had long blond hair with shiny blue eyes, she had the figure of Ancient Greek statue and skin soft like it was made of cashmere. I was nowhere around her and it killed me inside. I walked to the buffet to get some champagne for myself, one or two glasses doesn't hurt anyone, right? I drank it all in one and I was ready to drink another one, when I felt a gentle tap o my shoulder. I turn around to see my husband looking at me with concern.
"My dear, are you okay? You usually don't drink?", he asked me and got closer to me to hug me, or I don't know what he was trying to do. I looked behind us and I noticed that the other guests were looking at us. Oh, so that's why you're so gentle, I thought to myself and the quantity of alcohol hit me somehow. I push him back and I lean to the table for support, Hanma quickly grabbed me by the shoulders and made me face him, "y/n, I'm really concerned for you. If you don't feel well just say so and we'll go home", he said.
"I'm fine!", I said kinda loud, so a couple of guest turned to see what's all the noise about, because why not be noisy right? Hanma made a step back, because this was the first time since our wedding day, that I was raising my voice at him, he clinched his fists to stay calm and not shout at me back, because he didn't want to make a scene in front of everyone.
"Y/n, please act properly. We are at public event and I would appreciate it, if your keep your tone cool", he said right at my face.
"Oh, I'm sorry, my DEAR husband, am I embarrassing you in front of your potential side pieces?", I rolled my eyes and now I was gripping into the table, because I felt like I was ready to collapse.
At this point everyone could hear our argument and I heard people whispering about it: he is cheating on her? I can't believe it. Such a cruel boy. Some women gave us side looks, but I didn't care. Hanma was really mad right now, I can see the veins popping on his forehead, but he still somehow kept it cool.
"What are you talking about? I have no tendency of cheating, I have a wife!", he said, but it wasn't very convincing.
"You're saying that only to make yourself look better in front of all of them. Just admit it, you want to have another girl, I know it!".
"You know what, y/n? I'm sick and tired of your behaviour and they way you treat me, I've been nothing but good with you and I'm trying my best to make you feel comfortable, even tho I know it's impossible and this is how you treat me? I get it, you hate me! You would rather be married to anyone else, but me. And even tho I know you'll never love me I would never cheat on you, I'm not this kind of man. You make me miserable every day, you remind me how awful I was over and over, you are nothing but disrespectful toward me and I'm sick of it".
I stopped for a moment. My mind was blurry, but I still heard every word he said. He wasn't shouting, but I heard it so loud in my head and every word was on repeat. Does Hanma really feel that way? Am I that awful to him?
"Are you really feeling that way?", I asked.
"How I'm supposed to feel?", he asked me back and the anger he was hiding for so long was finally out, "I build you a house, I did the impossible to find a good doctor for Mikey, I payed hundreds of dollars for books from all over the world, I made sure to not put any pressure on you to be the wife I want you to be and you are acting that way? And now you have the audacity to call me a cheater?".
"Hanma...I'm sorry, I-I...".
"Let's go home. Tomorrow we'll call my father and your parents and we'll tell them we want a divorce. If you hate me that badly, you should not be trapped with me. I don't want that for you. After all, my feelings for you are real".
Hanma turned his back on me and started walking away. The big crowd was watching us like we were tonight's entertainment. I felt so bad, while watching Hanma's back. I couldn't move a muscle even if I wanted to. He turned around, when he realised I didn't follow him and he pointed the space next to him for me to follow. He was ruthless, when he's mad.
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I didn't had any other choice. I put my mind into it and I started walking. When I got closer he grabbed my hand and started pulling me to the car. Baji was surprised to see us this early, but when Hanma got on the front seat instead of the back with me, he knew something was up. I sat in quiet behind and I watched us moving away from the mansion. This night was so bad, I don't wanna remember it.
A/n-damn, that hurts me..and I wrote it. Y/n, why are you acting this way toward the sweet boy? She a bitch.
