Under the scorching sun at noon, I still felt froze.

Everyone around me said that Charles loved me deeply, but it was just a lie.

My husband, who spoiled me for five years, had his first argument with me because of his female friend.

I had my first cold war with him because of his female friend.

He hadn't cooked since we got married, but did that because of his female friend.

I was tired and thought about giving up.

As he was going back to the bedroom, I stopped him.

"Charles, I wanna have a talk with you."

"What else can we talk about?"

I sneered at his back.

After three years of marriage, he couldn't even pretend to love me anymore.

He looked impatient, walked into the bedroom without stopping, and closed the door.

I sat calmly on the sofa and sent him the chat records between him and Annie.

Sure enough, after a while, he opened the door with a pale face.

"Norah, I was just too angry."

His voice trembled, and his eyes were filled with guilt.

"Angry? You even told her on the balcony that you couldn't bear to have meals with me!

Charles, you didn't expect me to hear it all, did you?"

I took the ring off my finger and threw it in his face.

"Charles, you really make me sick!"

Actually, I should be grateful for Annie's appearance, which made me discover his true face earlier.

His voice was panicked.

"Norah, really, I just said it in anger!

If you're still angry about Annie, I'll dismiss her tomorrow, and I won't see her again in the future!"

He begged at the door for a long time, but this time I didn't soften.

Charles dismissed Annie, and even deleted her in front of me.

He started to be as attentive as when he first pursued me, sending flowers and meals every day and saying good morning and good night.

He said sweet words

to coax me about half a month.

Maybe this time he coaxed me for too long.

After work, he lost his temper.

He grabbed my hand when I entered the bedroom, his voice filled with sadness.

"Norah, we have known each other for five years. If I don't bow my head, will you always deny all the good things I have done for you?

I doubt if you really love me! Every time I make a little mistake, you hold on to it and want to break up with me!

Norah, don't you have a heart? Can't you feel my heart for you?

Am I just settling for you? You know in your heart that I pursued you 29 times with all my heart. I am the one who loves you the most!

I was just venting! After all, we have always been unequal. Have you ever stood on my shoes? I'm just too inferior. I feel like I'm not worthy of you!"

Looking at his sad eyes, I couldn't tell what was true or false for a moment.

In a daze, I thought of the time when I was just with him.

He took me to the night market, where there were many people. He carefully held me in his arms to avoid others touching me.

When crossing the road, he would let me stay on the inside and casually hold my hand.

He helped warm my stomach when I had my period and tolerated my little temper.

He always comforted me first when I was angry.

I was confused.

It seemed like he really made one mistake.

"Can love really be faked?

Was it my fault?

Should I forgive him?"

I was thinking about giving him another chance, for he didn't do anything unforgivable.

In the end, I chose to forgive him.

Bullshit!

He was afraid of divorcing me, only because of my family.

But I still pretended to forgive him.

He happily spun me around several times.

"Norah, I love you. Don't worry. I will stay far away from other girls and not let them get close to me even a centimeter."

Not long after, the peaceful days passed.

He started making excuses that he needed to negotiate projects with others frequently.

And then he would come home very late.

Sure enough! Like this!

I didn't believe he and Annie were just friends!

There was a smell of alcohol and smoke on him. And even once there was a scent of women's perfume and lipstick marks on him.

I pretended to throw things and get angry at him, but it always ended up with nothing.

He always manipulated me with the same excuse.

The company had a project in another city and needed to go on a business trip. It happened that I wanted to relax, so I went there.

I stayed there for almost two weeks, and then I flew back for his birthday.

I didn't tell him I was coming back.

I held the birthday gift I bought for him in my hand.

When I pushed open the door, my smile froze. But I wasn't surprised either.

I just didn't expect them to be so wild.