I thought that he wouldn't be able to greet my malicious insult with a smile, even if he didn't turn mad.
However, not only did he smile at me warmly, but also he seemed to have made me a promise.
But why did he promise me that?
I wouldn't spend my whole life with him.
I didn't soften my heart because of his words. After all, I was the victim of this marriage.
I continued to mock him without mercy. "Tell you what? You can never buy a three-story villa like mine or Pedro's even if you work hard all your life."
He said nothing, but his face showed a hint of hurt and frustration. Then, he went to the kitchen by himself.
I sat on the sofa, weeping alone.
What would he be sad about?
I should be sad.
Among the four people, I was the only one who was completely unaware of what was going on. Even my parents hid it from me.
I was utterly a joke in this marriage!
Sam went into the kitchen, cooked for us, and brought the food out.
I was sitting on the sofa, playing with my phone absentmindedly. When I saw Sam, I glanced at him with disdain.
Sam came to me and said in a gentle tone, "I cooked for us. Let's eat."