Married To A Playgirl

Chapter 23

Kian Calen Levington POV

I was exhausted when I got home, expecting to be greeted with a big hug from my wife. But I was wrong; it didn't happen. I knew she went to her parents because Lucian told me. She even went to a restaurant, thinking I would join her and her sister, but she was wrong. Damn it. Did she think I didn't know that Sorin was with her again? Why did that girl come back into our lives? She’s nothing but trouble. I wish she would just stay away.

Even after she went out, she didn’t think of coming home and staying here. She gave some flimsy excuse about just eating out. She didn't even mention she was with Sorin. What kind of excuse is that? She can't fool me! We lay down in bed, and I closed my eyes, but all I could imagine was Estria smiling because of Sorin.

I know I’ve been busy these past few days and haven’t been around much. The reasons I give are half-truths and half-lies. It’s true that sometimes I stay late at the office. We are working hard to increase our sales for the future of our child with Asteria. I’m sure our efforts will pay off. We want to build a bigger family. But it’s frustrating. I couldn’t take it anymore and sat up, frustrated with everything.

"Is there a problem?" Estria asked, sitting up like me.

"Go to sleep," I said softly. She still needs her rest.

"Y-you can tell me if something’s bothering you," she tried. She seemed genuinely concerned, but I wasn’t in the mood.

"Can you just sleep?" I asked irritably. I'm always irritated now. I'm dealing with a lot of problems.

"But—" she started but then stopped, clearly not wanting to give up.

"Don't you understand!? Huh? Go to sleep," I shouted. My frustrations spilled over onto her again. Her eyes widened, shocked by my yelling. I immediately regretted it but didn't apologize.

"O-okay," she said, lying down again and turning her back to me. She lay there, restless. Damn it.

The next day...

Asteria Celeste Averix LevingtonPOV

I didn't sleep well last night. I was upset because Kian yelled at me. I didn’t expect that, and it really shocked and hurt me. What is her problem? I don’t understand her anymore. She’s so bipolar. I got up, and as usual, she was no longer by my side. I’ve gotten used to it, but I still don’t like it. I still want her to be there when I wake up, to greet me with a "good morning" and kiss me on the lips like she used to.

I got up reluctantly and went to the bathroom to freshen up. I felt hot from irritation, so I took a shower. The water felt good, and after a while, I dried off and stood in front of the large mirror, which reflected my entire body.

"My baby is big," I said happily, caressing my stomach. I felt pleased with what I saw. I went to the closet, chose a comfortable dress, and put it on. Then I sat on the sofa and checked my phone.

Sorin: Are you free today?

Am I really free? I don’t have anything to do at home. Besides, I don’t want to talk to Kian right now. I’ll let her cool down first; otherwise, she might yell at me again.

Me: Yes.

I was hungry, so I went to the kitchen. My wonderful wife was there, frowning at her phone. She ignored me completely. I sighed, grabbed a loaf of bread, and some spread from the fridge. I returned to the sofa, munching on the bread.

Sorin: If you don’t mind, do you want to go to the mall?

Perfect, I thought. I really wanted to go out. I would have liked to go with Kian, but given her current mood, that wasn’t an option. She wouldn’t want to go, and she’s busy, even though I haven’t asked her yet.