Under the scorching sun at noon, I still felt froze.
Everyone around me said that Charles loved me deeply, but it was just a lie.
My husband, who spoiled me for five years, had his first argument with me because of his female friend.
I had my first cold war with him because of his female friend.
He hadn't cooked since we got married, but did that because of his female friend.
I was tired and thought about giving up.
As he was going back to the bedroom, I stopped him.
"Charles, I wanna have a talk with you."
"What else can we talk about?"
I sneered at his back.
After three years of marriage, he couldn't even pretend to love me anymore.
He looked impatient, walked into the bedroom without stopping, and closed the door.
I sat calmly on the sofa and sent him the chat records between him and Annie.
