I agreed to be his girlfriend after Charles confessed to me twenty-nine times.

After three years of marriage, he spoiled me to the extreme.

I thought he loved me very much,

until I stumbled upon his chat records with other people.

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I looked through Charles's chat records with a girl.

That girl asked him what he regretted the most.

He said, "It's marrying someone just to get by.

Saying I love her every day, it's really disgusting."

It turned out that his affections of years were just acting.

I have known him for five years and been married for three years.

At that time, I didn't like him and rejected him many times.

But every time I rejected him, he didn't give up and smiled at me.

"It's okay to reject this time. You'll like me sooner or later."

And then after a while, he would come and confess to me, asking if I liked him a little more.

When I said yes, it was his twenty-ninth confession to me.

I used to think he loved me very much, and I also thought he would love me forever.

Until I saw the chat records now, I realized that it was all a joke.

"Norah, I love you so much!"

He said the most beautiful words as usual, and if it were before, I would also say that I love you so much.

Today we went to my parents' house. He carried the gifts he bought for my parents and opened the car door for me with one hand, carefully protecting my head.

"Be careful. Don't hit your head."

As soon as we entered the house, my mother held my hand and looked at my face.

"Oh, sweetie, why did you look thinner than before?"

"No way. I even gained a few pounds."

I acted coquettishly towards my mother.

"Welcome back. Your mom has been waiting for you since noon. She even refused to hang out with her friends."

My father sat on the sofa, looking at the newspaper, his voice gentle.

"Mom, Dad, how about we move back and live together?

Norah also misses you very much and often nags me to come back."

He gently raised his hand and rubbed my hair with a doting expression on his face.

"No need. It's not convenient for you two to live with us."

After Charles and I got married, we originally lived with my parents.

We moved out because Charles's mother often hinted to my parents that it was inconvenient for us to live together after staying for a year.

Actually, I had been thinking about it recently.

Charles's mother had always been an overbearing person. And Charles always listened to his mother.

If he wanted to stay here, his mother wouldn't come to visit us too often.

I felt a bit tired because of the chat records between Charles and that girl, as well as recent business matters.

I declined Charles's invitation to have a meal together and planned to go to the balcony to get some fresh air.

I heard Charles's voice as soon as I arrived at the door, sounding relaxed.

"Finally, I don't have to have meals with Norah today. You have no idea how gross I fell when facing that face every day."

"Mr. Graham, then how about having meals with me? You don't like it either?"

"No way. She has nothing to compare with you!"

After saying that, he wiped off the rice from the corner of her mouth.

"You are my friend."

So it turned out he felt impatient when having meals with me.

"Norah, there are still some matters at the company today. I'll come back a bit late. You can eat first."

At eight o'clock in the evening, Charles called me.

"Norah, have you eaten dinner?"

"Yeah."

"Go to sleep first tonight. You don't have to wait for me. There's something going on at the company."

Just as I was about to agree, I heard a woman's voice from the other end.

"Charles."

It was the voice from the balcony that day.

He explained anxiously, "Norah, don't misunderstand. That's my assistant."

I made a sound of agreement and hung up the phone.

Maybe afraid that I would misunderstand, he came back in less than an hour and brought me my favorite cake.