" She is my wife, stay away from her!"
" Keep trying she will remain mine. "
" Show me your scars, I want to see how many times you needed me and I wasn't there. "
" You will find someone better, by leaving the best? "
I wro...
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Yn pov :
The clock strikes 12.30 am. in the middle of the night. My legs became numb because of sitting for almost 2 hours on the couch in the same position. The night fall dark so as my thoughts for my husband, Kim Seo Joon. This big ass mansion was haunting me like a shadow just like its owner. Though it has each and every luxury a women can imagine after her marriage but for me it was nothing more than some mere expensive trash. In fact whatever thing belongs to me in this house is useless including me.
It wasn't new for me that he is late again. But waiting for your husband is the job of the ideal wife isn't it?
Well, I am Han Yn, now known as Mrs. Kim yn. Just one year ago I got married to the love of my life Seo joon. Not knowing that would be the biggest and dumbest mistake of my life. At first i was so into him that I didn't noticed how he was hiding his beast behind his caring face.
But people say true a real person will obviously show his true colors. Because they have to hide something venomous inside them.
Like eeveryone I also dreamt to have a happy married life with my love but he wasn't ready for his. Rather he got obsessed with me , so badly that he didn't even think about me before abusing me.
Yes, my husband abuses me each day, each night. There won't be any part of my body left unmarked by his cruelty. But who cares now I am used to it. I am used to hide my pain and sufferings inside me.
You all must be thinking why I haven't complained about him? Well I did a numerous times but each time I forget my husband is one of the richest businessman in Korea. Police, media that doesn't bothers him. What bothers him the most is his reputation.
Whatever he does with his wife inside this mansion isn't known by anyone. But to the outside world he is a perfect husband every girl wished for only if they knew his heinous actions.
None than that I am helpless about it.
My thoughts got interrupted when the bell rang catching me off guard. Whenever he comes home I just pray he doesn't come drunk. Because if he does, that night would be the worst for me.
With trembling legs I dragged myself towards the door. As soon as I opened the door I saw that satan and that too drunk.
My breath hitched as my palms starting get wetter by the sweat. Drop by drop on my forehead. My whole body started shaking in fear. Still I gathered my courage gulping the threat under my throat.
" H-How was your day? "
Well it isn't new for me to stutter in front of him whenever I talk to him.
" Do you really need to ask it on the porch? Get off bitch! " He yelled making my heart bleed one more time like he always does.
I moved away quickly not to make him more angry. Leaving a heavy sigh he straight went directly to his room. Yes we do have separate room because he doesn't like to sleep with me. And comes to my room only when he wants to tortures me or break me internally.
