Chapter thirteen: not again

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“where have you been?” Kris’ voice startles me

Kris was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper

“I thought you were supposed to arrive tomorrow?” I ask

“the convention finished earlier than I’ve expected” he sighs “you still haven’t answered my question” he frowns

“I was at the café nearby and I lost track of time”

“who was the guy you’re with?” he says sternly

“oh, him? He’s Guojin, a friend I met 2 weeks ago” I laugh

Kris looks become cold “I don’t want you seeing that guy” he stands

“you can’t tell me who I can and can’t see!” I glare at him

“I’m your husband” Kris stands in front of me

“on contract” I lift my chin

“you are mine” he glares at me as I walk away

Kris pulls me and drags me to the bedroom

“I want you to remember this when you’re screaming my name in bed. YOU. ARE. MINE.” Kris kisses me and locks the door

I wake up with Kris’ arms tightly wrapped around me and his leg on my hip. I try to push him off me

“Kris!” I yell as he snuggles

“hmm?” he kisses my neck

“get off. I need to use the bathroom”

“no.” he snuggles even further

“Kris…” I warn him

“okay” he rolls off the bed

I come home to a messy living room. Clothes were everywhere but what struck me the most was the pink bra lying on the sofa. I immediately felt hurt and angry. I went to the kitchen to calm myself down when I heard a familiar giggle and the main door closing. A few minutes later Kris enters the kitchen wearing nothing but boxers. Kris stops on his tracks when he sees me

“what time did you arrive?” he looked nervous

“I just came in through the garage” I say as I drink some water

I avoid Kris’ hug and kiss when he came close to me

“what’s wrong?” he holds my wrist

“I’m just tired” I say and remove his hand

The next day, I schedule a trip to Jeju with Red. I had a week off because I worked for 3 weeks without day-offs.

“where are you going?” Kris asks as I pack

“seminar” I lied

“how long will you be gone?”

“a week”

“where?”

I didn’t answer him and just walked out.

“Red!” I yell at him

“hey you! Ready?” he nudges me

“yes, I badly need a break”

“let’s go to the beach, shall we?” Red takes my hand

“let’s go!”

I needed this. I needed this time to be free for a while. This is the time to temporarily forget my pain.

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