The Unwanted Wife: She Will Be Loved
om, letting the warm water wash away her exhaustion. She didn't bother putting on full makeup, only dabbing on extra concealer
t of her room and headed straight to the kitchen. Cooking had always been a small way for
efuse, knowing he had gotten himself drunk last night. Whether he liked it or not, he
footsteps behind her. Turning around, she saw Lu
drinking all night. He had already taken a shower, his hair neatly styled, his suit impeccable. The only s
m, Lara h
what had happened. Just looking at him broug
d to conf
is R
truly l
still m
tter than to ask. Confronting him wouldn't change anything-it would onl
he always did. Sh
," she greeted, her vo
aze remained indifferent as he walked p
"I already made you coffee," she said quickly, tur
yes flickering towa
in it, if that's what you're worried about," she added, attempting to
to listen to her or not. But after a few seconds, wit
serve him, scooping a portion of soup into a bowl and placing it in front
o share a meal together like this. Lara sat across from hi
She debated how to bring up the matter. She knew Luca
she gathered the
"Are you free this week
't even lo
ted that response, but she had
he pressed. "My mom called yesterday..
m busy," he
sisted. She says it's been a while
und his spoon. He clearly
derstoo
ess, his ability to handle business with such sharp precision. When the arranged marriage was first proposed, h
it didn't take long f
nt, and completely in
sentment. Two years ago, he had even asked Lara if she wanted to annul the marriage. He told her th
he re
everything, she
had no choice but to let her s
e to do this," she said softly. "Mom's ju
s if debating whether it was worth
e h
d snapped
eated, his tone bored. "But I'll only st
parted in
Even if it was only for an hour, i
ross her face. "Yes, tha
d his soup and coffee, stood up, and wa
m, feeling the famil
n't let it
enough that he had a
was willing to go with her. That small, fleeting act of compromise
re cleaning up the dishes. Afterward, she
pplied light makeup, a
ile-like she hadn't spent the early hours of the morni