"because I'm not the woman you want"

The woman's words echoed in my mind all the time. For the first time, I didn't see her cheerful or sulky face. She looked serious, so calm and expressionless when she said it, making me very disturbed by her calm demeanor.

What she said was true, she wasn't the woman I wanted. She wasn't the woman I was looking for as a life partner. If it weren't for my obedience to my grandfather, I wouldn't have married her. She is too young for me, she is too childish, too innocent, too difficult to manage, too spoiled, and there are many things I don't like about young women. but the way the woman said it directly to me made a strange feeling hit my heart, a feeling that I couldn't name, but it made me feel uneasy.

and right after that day, he distanced herself from me. How did I not know? tsk, I told you, she's too childish. She can't hide her intentions well. With how she always leaves when I come, always takes another path when I'm in her path. and unfortunately, I can only know her activities and whereabouts from the bodyguard I placed beside her and the CCTV in the mansion.

She was angry with me. It shouldn't have bothered me so much. I should have been happy, at least she knew her limits and that she wasn't the woman I wanted. But unfortunately, it bothered me more than I cared to admit.

Master, it turns out there's another reason why the little mrs is angry. She's jealous of her friends because their husbands give them sweet nicknames and always praise them for small things.

The message from one of the bodyguards made me pause for a moment. sighed and laughed. she was so innocent, too innocent and so adorable. She wants things I never did for her. She's mad at me for three things, which means she's really mad at me. And how can I make my little wife stop being mad at me?

Today I deliberately came home earlier than usual, just to wait for him in the garden, because she always spends more time taking care of her flowers than dealing with me. But after I waited for quite a long time, she didn't come. Of course, I should have known why she didn't come, because I was here.

until finally, my heart was moved. For some reason, I didn't want her to be angry with me for so long, because this time, she was angry and avoided me for a long time, not her usual sulking. And I don't know why I felt so affected by her anger.

until that night when I heard the door open with the woman and the two bodyguards I assigned entering the house, I sat quietly on the living room sofa staring at the woman's small stature. and the small mole under her right eye always made me immediately fix my gaze on her eyes.

"Having fun with your friends?" I asked calmly, though I was suppressing a pang of annoyed and jealousy. The two bodyguards left, leaving us alone. I knew she had gone with her girl friends to watch a movie and buy some flowers.

She stood there, only giving a small nod in response as she walked away. tsk, look at that. She's even openly avoiding me. That means she's really mad at me. "I'm not finished talking yet. Come here, I want to hear your story today. It seems like there's a lot you can share with me," I said while looking at her when I saw her steps stop, her long hair swaying and brushing her hips.