Fake Love || JJK ✔

Chapter 3

1 month later.

Y/N POV:

A month passed since I got married to Jungkook.

The last time, we talked was on our wedding day.

Ever since that night, he has been ignoring my presence in the house.

He would go to work early in the morning and come home late at night.

Every day, I would wait for him to come home so that we could have dinner together.

Countless times, I tried to start a conversation with him, but he would either ignore me or avoid me.

At times, I wonder why we are not like other normal married couples?

Does he not like me? Did I do something wrong?

All these negative thoughts were stressing me out, but I tried my best to improve our relationship by doing whatever I could do.

As usual, I woke up early in the morning to make breakfast for him.

Due to my clumsiness, I burned my hand while cooking.

I continued to cook for him, even though the pain was killing me.

When I was arranging the plates on the dining table, I heard the footsteps coming downstairs.

I looked up to see Jungkook getting down the stairs, wearing a plain red shirt and denim jeans.

He looks handsome as ever.

I was near the stairs, but he didn't notice me as his eyes were fixed on his phone.

With a flawless smile, I greeted him.

"Good morning! I prepared breakfast for us. Let's eat."

"Seeing you, I lost my appetite." He replied in a low voice, crouching down to tie his shoe laces and headed out.

I was hurt. All my efforts went in vain.

Does he hate me that much?

I thought he had feelings for me, that's why he agreed to marry me.

But I was living in a misconception.

I am trying my best to win his heart.

Why can't he see the efforts I am putting on our relationship?

I didn't bother to treat my burned hand and decided to do the house chores instead.

I was on my way to the guestroom which belongs to me now, but stopped when I noticed the door of Jungkook's room which was open.

I peeked inside the room and switched on the lights. 

He doesn't allow me to come into his room, saying that he needs some personal space to which I agreed.