Chapter 8

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.