"You still have so much strength even when you are asleep. So cute."
Then I heard him undressing, and then my side sank. The sound of his breathing came.
I didn't know how to face him, so I turned sideways with my back to him and quietly shed tears.
The night was too long.
The next morning, Tim got up and went to work.
When I was half asleep and half awake, I felt Tim gently kissed the corner of my mouth. I felt like I was struck by lightning and turned my head away to express my rejection.
He didn't care. After making breakfast as usual, he left.
When I woke up, the dining table was filled with my favorite toast and milk, as well as some of my favorite desserts. I knew that they were made with great care.
But how could he be affectionate and talk sweetly with another woman the night before, and then meticulously prepare breakfast for me the next day?
My eyes darkened and I didn't eat any of the breakfast on the table. I threw them all into the trash can.
It made me sick.
In order to find out what had happened, without telling Tim in advance, I bought some noodles to bring to him.
As I walked to the door of the company, I couldn't help but feel overwhelmed with emotion.