Baekhyun, my husband, was anything but cold.
In fact, he was sweet, nice but as in what?
I don't know.
The fact that he treats me like I deserve to stay at the same house as him as well
had started to irk me.
Who does he think he is?
His extra sweet behavior made me a fool of myself.
I was starting to open up to him.
Spent time with him, making breakfast in the kitchen when his second wife was busy sleeping.
I was starting to share my days, the particular chapter that I was reading of my novel and he'd reply with a, "Wow! That's interesting! Maybe I should forget everything and start reading it too!"
Dear husband,
your 'Maybe I should forget everything and start reading it too!'
might not have invented to do any harm
but
somehow it did hurt my pride
so
me losing myself in fantasy of novels is the reason
why I don't care.
I don't have a fuck.
Neither about
you
or
your mistress.
YOU ARE READING
War Of Two ; BBH, OSH
Fiksi PenggemarI had no expectation from my arranged marriage but my husband was on a whole new level and so was the regular visitor at the bookshop I worked at.
