UNLOVED WIFE

35. STAY QUIET

Hello cutie patooties,

I know I am posting this chapter very late. It's because my heart was broken a few days ago. I'm still hurting, but a little better now. The thing is, it was my husband's birthday, and I always receive from him everytime. So this time, I wanted to give him something.

As you know, I am still a college student and my college is such a money hungry bitch fuck you college so i rarely have some on me but i still started saving money for his birthday present, borrowing some from my mother and father, and collecting money from relatives who visited me. I kept the money in my college bag because storing it in our room would have risked my husband finding out about the present

But when I was close to the required amount, the money was stolen from my bag in the college. This left me devastated and made me feel so pathetic that I couldn't give him anything So I was very sad. When my husband found out about it, he offered to lend me some money to lift up my mood. But then, what's the point of buying him a present with his own money? I wish Wattpad pays me so I would have enough money to buy things for my loved ones, but there's nothing I can do now (⁠-̩̩̩⁠-̩̩̩⁠-̩̩̩⁠-̩̩̩⁠-̩̩̩⁠_⁠_⁠_⁠-̩̩̩⁠-̩̩̩⁠-̩̩̩⁠-̩̩̩⁠-̩̩̩⁠)

Curse that whore who stole my precious money in comment section

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Here, have some water, Tae. It must be a coincidence, Jimin said gently, his voice laced with concern. The officer mentioned she's mentally unstable, so don't think too much about it

The boy nodded, his timid expression revealing the fear still lingering in his mind from those creepy words. His hands were tightly crossed over his chest as if trying to shield himself from the unsettling thoughts.

A few minutes later, the car stopped, dropping Jimin off at Yoongi's apartment. Taetae, don't overthink it. Take care of yourself, Jimin advised with a worried look, to which Tae simply nodded.

(Back at the mansion)

Tae muttered to himself, trying to reassure his racing thoughts, Everything is fine... Chim Chim said she's not mentally fit, so I shouldn't dwell on it

Determined to distract himself, Tae busied himself with preparing dinner, hoping the mundane task would drown out her voice that still echoed in his ears.

After finishing dinner, Tae felt a slight itch on his eyebrows. As he raised his wrist to scratch, his sleeve brushed against his chest, reigniting the burning sensation. Concerned, he unbuttoned his collar and took a peek inside, noticing the redness again.

It must have happened in the car, he thought. I must've pressed too hard against my t-shirt

Opening the refrigerator, Tae took out some ice and, just like Jungkook had shown him, wrapped it in a clean handkerchief. He removed his t-shirt and gently rubbed the ice on the irritated skin, memories of his husband's caring touch playing in his mind. Exhausted, he lay down on the sofa, resting his head on the armrest, hoping to find some peace in the thoughts of the love of his life and unknowingly drifted in slumber

At 8 pm

Jungkook arrived earlier than expected, his irritation growing as he noticed that Taehyung hadn't come to greet him as usual. His mood darkened as he stepped inside, but the sight before him quickly shifted his emotions. There, lying on the couch, was Taehyung, bare-chested and beautiful, his presence both erotic and divinely pure. A delicate chain adorned his waist, a silent reminder of who he belongs to.