That night, I would have lied to you if I had told you that I was busy with work and always came home late, but all this time after work, I had stopped by Lily's apartment, alone with her. Lily is my childhood friend and my ex-girlfriend who I had to break up with because I had to matchmake you, so I had a relationship behind your back, which was cheating. I don't care, as long as you don't know, it's not a big deal. Besides, I don't love you and I only love Lily, I married you because of an arranged marriage.

One day, I came home late at night in a mess and tired, as usual I was greeted by you faithfully waiting at the dining table with the dinner you made already cold, you approached me with the usual annoyed look and I didn't care, I just rolled my eyes and threw my jacket at you.

I told you, don't make any damn dinner anymore, I'll always be home late. I don't want your damn cooking either, I can go to that expensive five-star restaurant out there that's mine, So, stop making your stupid food. I snapped with hurtful words and an angry with annoyed expression on my face, threw a punch at the dining table and walked away to the bedroom