I looked up as his eyes sank and felt a chill in my heart.
The sacrifices that were once made out of love became cheap and taken for granted in his eyes.
"Yeah, I don't want to do it today."
It was my first time talking back to him. Before, I had always been obedient to him.
He looked at me with his pupils trembling, so surprised that he could not speak.
Zevanka, who was standing outside the door barefoot, came in crying and tugged at the hem of his clothes.
"Cornelius, forget it. I can do it myself."
"Jessica, please don't argue with him because of me."
"Tomorrow is your wedding anniversary. He has specially booked a venue to celebrate it with you! He even bought a gift for you ...."
Seeing the girl cry, the pain in his heart almost overflowing.
"I think she doesn't want to have any gifts. This anniversary is not a good idea!"
"Yeah, let's just forget about it." I followed his words and added another sentence.
I used to be cared most about these anniversaries and he knew it too.
But I let it go, which caught him a bit surprised.
He was a bit angry, as if he felt that I had humiliated him. He picked up a cup beside him and threw it at me.