Idol's Wife

Chapter : 17

As Jayti stepped out the room, Taehyung stayed in the doorway, staring at her without moving. "And please, bring something I can actually eat," he said, sounding annoyed.

His words hurt Jayti, but she didn't let it show. She just nodded and said, "I'll try my best."

Taehyung turned and left, leaving Jayti alone with her thoughts. She wondered how she got stuck in this marriage with someone who seemed determined to make her unhappy. But Jayti decided she wouldn't let Taehyung's coldness break her.

As Jayti entered the kitchen, her heart sank as she surveyed the shelves and empty refrigerator. There was nothing to cook, and she knew she would have to go out to buy groceries if she wanted to prepare a meal.

Taking a deep breath, she approached Taehyung, who was relaxing in the living room. "Taehyung, we're out of groceries. Could you please go and buy what we need as I'm in my wedding gown?" she asked, trying to keep her voice steady despite the frustration building within her.

Taehyung glanced up from his phone, his expression indifferent. "Why don't you just go and buy them yourself , it's not like someone will fell in love with you if they see your face." he replied casually, as if it were the most obvious solution.

Jayti felt a pang of hurt at his dismissive tone, but she swallowed her pride and nodded. "Alright, I'll go," she said quietly, turning away before he could see the disappointment in her eyes.

As she stepped out of the house and into the bustling streets, Jayti couldn't shake the feeling of loneliness that washed over her. People were staring at her, making her feel insecure. It wasn't just about buying groceries; it was about feeling unsupported, unappreciated.

But Jayti refused to let Taehyung's apathy defeat her. She made her way to the nearest market, determined to make the most of the situation. With a list in hand, she carefully selected each item, finding a strange sense of satisfaction in the simple act of grocery shopping.

As she returned home with bags filled with fresh produce and pantry staples, Jayti felt a glimmer of pride swell within her. Despite Taehyung's indifference, she had taken matters into her own hands and ensured that their home would be filled with nourishing food once again.

And as she began to cook, the familiar scents and sounds of the kitchen enveloped her, offering a sense of comfort and solace. Jayti knew that she didn't need Taehyung's approval or assistance to create a warm and inviting atmosphere in their home. But as soon loud noise of tv hit her

As she prepare dinner, Jayti couldn't shake the feeling of frustration that lingered in the air. She had hoped that their newly-formed contract as manager and idol would bring them closer together, but if anything, it seemed to drive them further apart.

Taehyung relaxed on the couch, scrolling through his phone, seemingly oblivious to Jayti's presence in the kitchen. "Is dinner ready yet?" he called out, his tone tinged with impatience.

Jayti clenched her jaw, forcing herself to take a deep breath before responding. "Not yet," she replied evenly, her voice tinged with thinly veiled irritation.

Taehyung rolled his eyes, an exasperated sigh escaping his lips. "Well, hurry up then. I have a schedule to keep," he said dismissively, his words cutting through the air like a knife.

Jayti felt a surge of anger rising within her, but she swallowed it down, refusing to let Taehyung's rudeness get the best of her. With a steely resolve, she focused on finishing the meal, pouring her frustrations into the rhythmic motions of cooking.

When dinner was finally ready, Jayti set the table with a forced smile, her patience wearing thin. "Here's your meal," she said curtly, her tone tinged with annoyance.