Forgive me, My Mrs. Choi (S.coups X Reader)

1.6: O

A car stopped in front of your house. You looked at it and saw a girl in a fitted black dress, short enough to cover her underwear but nothing else. Her cleavage is showing too. You knew you wouldn't like to see Seungcheol with a girl like this.

She opened the other door and leaned in. You waited until she got out again pulled someone out of the car. It took you seconds to recognize your husband and minutes to take it all in. This girl brought your husband to your house.

You slowly got out of Seungcheol's car trying to calm yourself down. Y/N, Seungcheol loves you. He won't cheat on you, ok? You went to the gate as she try to lead your husband to it too. You met at the gate and she smiled at you. She looks like an angel.

"Are you Y/N?"
"Ne. Y/N Choi, his wife." You replied smiling back.
"Oh. I'm sorry I brought him home late. We were having so much fun we forgot about the time." You stared at her lips as she talked.
"Ah. I see. I'm glad you had fun." It's the same shade of red. The smile disappeared from your lips.
"Yes. I think he really enjoyed it. Maybe he misses being free to go out and drink with his friends."
"I know my husband. And, his friends aren't so fond of drinking. It looks like you drowned him with alcoholic beverages. He has high tolerance you know."
"Ne! He drank a dozen of bottles! He's so good!" She said making you want to spit on her face covered with very thick makeup.
"You can go home now. I'll take care of him." You said taking Seungcheol from her arms.
"He didn't tell me you're pregnant."
"I didn't tell me he works with a slut-looking girl." You said smiling at her before closing the gate between the two of you.

You then helped Seungcheol go in your house. It was so hard helping a big man like him especially because you're pregnant. Your tummy is big now it's hard for you to bend. You brought him upstairs and into your room. You let him drop on your bed.

You sighed looking at him. That tissue paper. The number on it. The lipstick used to write it. That girl. Her lips. Can Seungcheol really do that? No. Forget it, Y/N. Seungcheol loves you, only you. You leaned down and unbuttoned his shirt to change him into something more comfortable. He suddenly grabbed your wrist shocking you.

He said something making you sit on the bed and just stare at him as he finally drift off to sleep completely. This idiot, really.