Chapter 18. The First One

It was at moments like this that I regretted my decision to live a life without having any friends.

I was bored.

I had been indoors for weeks, and I could not make friends with the maids.

Dad had taught me that you should never be close friends with the people who worked for you, but that didn’t mean you had to treat them badly. I knew many people would disagree, but it had made life efficient for me and Dad.

It had been almost a week since I had the dining argument with my husband, and we haven’t seen each other since then. I didn’t even know if he was still living in the house.

It was as though he was avoiding me, or that was what I kept telling myself, but I knew deep down, it was the other way around.

I was still pissed at him, so I didn’t want to see him in case I was unable to control myself and tell him things that I would regret later on.

When I woke up this morning, I planned to do some outdoor activities, but I came up with