I always knew that he had hired bodyguards for me but I didn't expect that he would have them tail me at all times.
He placed the book in his hands down and laid his elbow on the sofa. He looked at me unfeelingly and said, "What are you going to prepare for him when you go visit? I don't think there's anything much to prepare for the memorial of the dead."
I furrowed my brows and felt that he was being too harsh and unkind. I responded, "Hendrix, I don't meddle in your business, so I hope you'll return the favor."
I didn't have the mood nor energy to fight with him. Plus, quarrelling with him yet again was just so unnecessary.
I turned my back away from him and went upstairs into the bedroom. I couldn't fall asleep after realizing that New Year's Eve was fast approaching. Hence, I took out a suitcase and started packing the things that I needed to bring back to Ucrebury.
Hendrix also followed me into the bedroom and when he saw me packing., his handsome face turned grim. He aggressively snatched the clothes I was holding right out of my hands and threw the suitcase on the floor.
"Even if you want to leave, you should at least pretend to behave and act accordingly, no? Miss Reid, we've been married for three years yet here you are, planning to leave without a word. Is this the good manners you often talk about?"
I puckered my lips and my temple throbbed in pain. "Hendrix, I don't want to argue with you. I've told you before that we need some space from each other for a while. If we feel that we can no longer be in this marriage, then we'll separate peacefully!"
I sighed, feeling fatigue weighing down on my bones. "There's a solution to everything. We're all adults here, so you don't have to throw a uselesss tantrum in front of me."
He jeered, "Useless? You want to get a divorce? For what reason? Have I treated you badly? Are you so excited to leave because you think that you're already part of the Reid family, so with their support, your husband is rendered useless to you?"
"You abandon me after you've exploited and taken advantage of me. Arianna, it's really rare to see a person as ruthless as you are."
I raised my head, trying hard to focus elsewhere but the melancholy in my heart. Alas, I failed. I glared at him and rebutted, "What on earth do you want me to do? I've tolerated you and spoke nicely to you, but all I get from you is one dirty look after another. Now that I'm keeping my distance from you to give you space to calm down and to collect yourself, you think me cruel and ruthless? All you do is stay quiet and I'd have to try and guess your thoughts. I'm not some god or superhuman, I don't have the ability to read your mind. It's impossible for me to know what you're thinking about and to know what you intend to do, or what exactly you want."
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