Startled, 1 instinctively took several steps back.
I thought he was pretending to be drunk so that he could take advantage of me. But what I didn’t expect was for him to be even more dangerous than that!
“Honey… I’m back…” He staggered to his feet and lunged at me.
With his tall stature and muscular build, I might not survive if he managed to knock me over. Frightened, I ducked to the side.
He missed and met with the ground instead, his massive body shaking the floor with a loud thud.
“Honey…”
A pair of doe eyes looked up at me, utterly dejected. He probably couldn’t believe I would have avoided him.
His expression resembled that of a child whose happiness had been crushed–one who had joyfully run to embrace his most trusted person only to be pushed away.
As much as I didn’t want to, I felt somewhat sorry for him.
so infatuated with this man,
I began to understand why I used to be
reluctant to let go. His face was precisely my type–charming in a way that tugged at my heartstrings.
It was hard to resist such a handsome face. Besides, I’d heard that our marriage had once been blissful.
He had once lit up the night sky with fireworks just because I mentioned liking them. He queued for hours on end to buy me a collectible figurine I casually said I wanted. He even risked his life rushing into a roaring fire to save mine.
That kind of seemingly genuine love was indeed hard to walk away from or forget.
But that was all in the past. Right now, I only wanted to cherish my life and stay far away from scumbags like him.
I also knew that pitying a man could ruin my life. Hence, no matter how pitiful he seemed, I refused to give in.
Glancing at the sorry man sprawled across the floor, I debated knocking him out with a stick. It was the only way to ensure he wouldn’t hurt me.
Protecting myself was a no–brainer. Within seconds, I decided to strike him.
However, just as I was about to land my blow, Irvin stopped moving. He seemed to have fallen asleep.
Cautiously, I crept up to him and nudged him with my foot. After confirming he was indeed
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asleep, I returned to my room. I locked the door behind me and climbed into bed.
I had a tough battle to fight tomorrow, so I needed to rest well.
In the middle of the night, I heard a loud crash from outside the door, like something had shattered. I decided to stay in instead of checking
For safety reasons, I had previously replaced all the doors in the house with sturdy steel ones. These were much stronger in comparison. No matter how much Irvin banged or smashed at the door, he had no chance of breaking in.
I was safe, and whatever happened to him was his own problem.
As Irvin started to awake from his drunken slumber, he heard familiar footsteps approaching. The corners of his lips curled up slightly as he reached out an arm without opening his eyes.
“Emilia… My head hurts…”
Whenever he drank too much back then, I would apparently always have chicken noodle soup ready for him. When he woke up, the soup would be delivered straight into his hands at just the right temperature. It would almost immediately cure his pounding headache and thirst. At times when he struggled to hold the bowl steady, I would even feed him. He would often take the opportunity to pull me into his arms for a passionate morning session.
