In the past, I was self-reliant. I was afraid of becoming a burden to him, so every time I got sick, I would never tell him, and I solved every problem on my own.
He naturally assumed that I was following him.
He thought that I was unhappy about him being with Trina, so I often did something to bug him.
For example, before he went out last night, I begged him while pulling his clothes. I said that I was in pain and asked him to save me.
But he thought this was my way of keeping him.
I glanced at Hugh, not wanting to waste time with him, and for the first time, I didn't respond to his words.
"Hugh... Ava seems a little upset."
"Don't mind her. She's just too bored and doesn't wanna be ignored."
When I heard this, I stopped in my tracks.
Maybe it was the power given to me by the small box in my hand. I turned around boldly and stared at them.
"If you think I should be happy if I see my husband accompanying his mistress to see a doctor, then you are really a perfect match. One of you is a scum, and the other is a cheap slut."
Trina's expression changed, and Hugh scolded me.
"Ava, watch your mouth. Don't forget what you did to marry me."