We are...คือเรารักกัน (We are... we are in love)

Chapter 43: Love and Wisdom Teeth (Part 2)

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Right now, my house feels like it's hosting a combination of a housewarming party and a Qingming Festival (Chinese Ancestors' Day). My mom must be thrilled because there are over ten handsome guys visiting. The small party in front of the house is lively and fun, or at least that's what I guess from the sounds.

Because my body is upstairs, sitting at the end of the bed, with Phum standing in front of me, radiating a murderous aura. I can't do anything but keep my head down. It's been almost twenty minutes since he dragged me up here and has been staring at me like this. Please, let me go poop and pee, I'm under pressure here.

At first, I thought he was going to punch Kluen, but he probably realized this is my house, so he took it out on me instead. When he dragged me up, he squeezed my arm so hard it almost broke. Ouch, sadist.

When we got to the room, he pushed me so hard I almost hit the door. If I had, I might have made the front page of Thai Rath tomorrow: "Tragic death at home, jealous rich guy throws his boyfriend against door, dies on the spot." Haha, I'd be famous across the country.

[T/n: Peem's imagination can go wild in any situation.]

"Do you know how I feel right now?"

That was Phum's first sentence after the Cold War that lasted for almost half an hour. But I didn't answer because I knew that if I explained now, Phum wouldn't believe it. Kluen in my house—who would believe that we are nothing more than friends?

"I rushed across the sea to find you, only to see you with that jerk. How must I feel?" If Phum had yelled or showed anger, I wouldn't have felt this frightened. The quiet voice, laced with disappointment, is suffocating me.

"It's really not what you think, Phum. It may sound unbelievable, but Kluen had business in Mae Hong Son and stopped by to visit. That's all, there's nothing more."

"Mae Hong Son, my ass. This is Chiang Mai. Is your house a free homestay now?"

Damn, he always finds something to insult me with.

"Do you trust me or not?"

"Are you making yourself believable? When you did this, should I believe you, Peem?"

I was speechless. The fact that my boyfriend doesn't trust me - is it my fault? Does that mean I must've been a bad boyfriend if I can't even make him believe in me?

"And what's with that guy? He knows you're my wife and still dares to mess around. Do we need to have sex in front of him so he will stop?"

What!!! I cleared my throat and suddenly felt angry. Am I wrong? Am I the one at fault here? What did I do wrong? Phum always criticizes other people, but isn't he the one who suddenly disappeared? Leaving me lonely, waiting, worrying, and overthinking everything. When he comes back, he just yells at me. I'm not Ee Yen, not a slave wife who has to bear his moods.

Wow, I really know how to paint a vivid picture.

[T/n: Peem, please focus 😭 People get promotions over time, but you get demotions - from the first wife to concubine, and now slave wife.]

"And you? You disappeared without a word. Don't you think about how I would feel?" Yes, he should think about how I feel. He should've thought that I also have a heart and mind. At this point, I'm so stressed that I'm starting to spoil myself.

"Oh, so it's my fault, right? Because I didn't call you for seven or eight days, you can have an affair? Even if I don't contact you for a month, a year, or ten years, you have no right to turn to someone else if you're still my person, my boyfriend, my lover. Unless you don't love me anymore."