The air was thick with tension as your husband, Tae Ha, glared at you with unbridled anger. His sharp words cut through the silence like a knife, each syllable laced with venom.

"If you are my wife, act like a wife, not a whore!" Tae Ha growled, his voice booming as he pushed your head forcefully against the wall. Your body trembled as his fury bore down on you, leaving you stunned and speechless.

He had always been cold and distant, but this was different. This was rage born from misunderstanding, a fire ignited by the lies whispered into his ear.

"Why do I have to marry this whore?" he spat, his voice shaking with bitterness. His words stung deeper than you ever thought possible.

"Tae Ha," you began, your voice trembling, "it's not what you think. I would never—"

But he didn’t let you finish. He turned away, pacing the room like a storm contained in human form. "I didn’t think you were more disgusting than your sister, though." His words were like shards of glass, each one piercing your heart.