I was not sure what was wrong with me but when I was about to put the glass of water on the table beside me, it fell to the ground when my hand trembled.
I sighed at the sight of broken glass on the floor. " Nothing has been going well today."
I got a few pieces of paper and bent down to pick up the broken glass shards. Theo was met with this sight when he entered. He flew into a rage and yelled," Wanda Lane, are you stupid?"
I was stunned and shot him a glare.
Could he not be nice for even a moment?
"You're picking up the broken pieces using your hand?" Theo came over and grabbed my arms. "Who o n earth taught you that?"
I was so annoyed and frustrated inside. "Why do you even care?"
He said frankly, "Why can't I? I'm your husband."
"You know you're my husband?" I gave him a sarcastic look. "Well, I wonder who asked me to marry a different man?"
He snorted coldly. "I never said that."
I did not bother arguing with him as I shook his hand
off and turned over to sleep.
When I heard the sound of glass shards being picked u p behind me, I pursed my lips and said, "Please be quiet, I'm trying to sleep here."
Theo sneered as he said, "Should I serve you like a princess?"
I gripped the blanket as I gritted my teeth and said, "0 h, thank you!"
"You’re welcome."
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