Chapter 22. Slave

I didn’t say a word the whole time. Until we got home, he didn’t say anything either. Maybe he wants others to hear our conversation only if we have a driver in the car.

I kept going into the house. I saw him take off his shirt and throw it on the sofa. My heart hammered violently inside my chest. Maybe because I am too showy of my jealousy and maybe also because of the fact that we will talk about that today.

I don’t know how to explain how I feel. How can I say that I do not want him to be with other girls? I feel hurt every time I see him with them.

I sighed heavily and headed to our bedroom. I didn’t want to, but he moved all my belongings and clothes there. When I opened it, I felt him follow behind me. I left it open so he could enter.

I took off my sandals. The silence between us stretched. I cannot avoid being hurt because of that. Is he guilty, so he chooses to be silent?

“Let’s talk.” He said coldly to me. My chest throbbed even more to hear h