She Mistook Another Man for Me and Broke My HeartChapter 1
Everyone knew my wife, Isla Monroe, was born allergic to men, even to me. On our wedding day, when I nervously leaned in to kiss the corner of her lips, she kicked me off the bed.
Her face went pale, and she started throwing up nonstop. That same night, she moved into the study.
We had been married for five years, yet we had never shared a bed. I was treated like something contagious.
Whenever we went out, I had to stay at least two meters away from her. Even at home, I wore raincoats and gloves, afraid that touching her might cause harm.
One day, while I was helping a deaf-mute client go bungee jumping, Isla slipped near the cliff and almost fell. Without thinking, I reached out to grab her. But she raised her hand and pushed me off the edge instead.
I clung to the cliff, my hands shaking as I looked up at her. She turned away, wrapped her arms around the terrified man beside her, and said softly, “Don’t be scared, I’m here.”
So that was it, when she was with the one she truly loved, she could face anything. And at that moment, I decided to give them what they wanted.
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