The Begging Of His Love
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ad everything material she could ever want, yet she felt no joy. All she felt was the weight of a l
hing she could do but endure this marriage for the sake of her family. But deep d
ing with the overwhelming sadness she had been suppressing. Her l
but Luna was certain of one t
suffocating. Why did I even tell him I
s. "Oh gosh, I'm hungry. I need to eat something," s
led with the stove. "How do you even turn this
ne laced with sarcasm. "You don
reply, he walked over
to meet his gaze as she foc
tove. Do you really think y
lared at him. "What's your pro
're welcome." He left the kitchen, grabbi
"What the-how do you even turn this thing o
rang out. "Luna, I'm here! Y
Luna turned to see her mom
om
ou doing?" Her mom rushed o
to turn it off," Luna
ove is not a toy. You could
ommy," sh
nd Luna felt a brief sense of relief, on
igning politeness. "Why didn't you call?
ance but managed to smile w
na and I had a lovel
Luna went to the kitche
didn't you tell me?" C
Luna retorted, w
n't reply, heading upsta
ng matches had become their daily routine. At times, Luna wish
loud asked, noticing her
lea
the door, but his
Shouldn't you be cleaning the house, taking ca
me? I'm not your maid. If the house i
clean. Since the day you married me, you became
ng. I'm leaving. You're the one who said we shou
way. She needed to clear her head. At a bar later, her ph
ou?" her mom's ste
vacation, Mom," Luna
nd? He's here, telling me you're
! He can hire someone
ou should be the one cook
had a drink, and I might say somet
ould respond, Lu
e spotted a familia
arms crossed. "Your mo
he knows I want to be alo
word, he lifted
he yelled, kicki
. Stay still,
here? I didn't ask
ed and tipsy, Luna gave
irmly. All Luna could do was
t out of bed and left my room. Wait... why am I here? I thoug
heard Cloud's voic
s at a hotel," I said, still t
don't even remember I picked yo
me, and then Cloud showing up outside the bar, carrying me lik
as I remember, I never asked for your help. An
our mom asked me to fetch
ate being followed w
if something bad happened to you-I don't love you. I'm just
ng mad? That's the whole point of this arrangement-to pretend
of water. While drinking, I glanced at the stove and remembered
order food. That stove i
usband for permission first; he might n
t. Ask him? Never. I'll
d me, and I found myself walking toward his of
indifferent. Right... what was I doing here? D
onfused about my feelings for Cloud. But one t
ited my mom to ask her to teach me how to cook. This was new
as he sat at the table. I placed a generous serving of v
vousness. What if he doesn't like it? He st
good?" I aske
ed to make." He smiled slightly, and for some reaso
d even resigned from my job at the hospital after marryin
but now it was almost a routine-preparing his clothes, his bag, an
e don't want any strangers coming in," Cloud reminded me
eks flushed. Could this mean he's starting to like me
ad the house to myself, I decided to bake cookies. Changing into
t. Once the cookies were done, I let them cool before plac
ud's car pulling up, I ran to
ould you like to eat?" I
ge first," he replie
m. His face was flawless from every angle, like s
y? It looks like you're about to e
sly and looked d
ing up the kitchen, I noticed the jar of cookies I had baked
g the jar aside. It was late, and
lights and went to my room. Exhausted, I
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