If it weren't for her injuries, Joseph might have truly snapped.
Was marriage to him meant to be this suffocating?
Yolanda pretended not to hear.
However, her fluttering eyelashes gave away that she was not asleep.
Joseph took a deep breath, forcing down his rage.
He paused to compose himself before sitting on the edge of the bed. Then, he reached out to touch her face, but Yolanda flinched immediately.
Joseph smirked, "Are you done acting?"
"Acting? I just woke up," she said, stretching lazily. "What are you doing here?"
"You're my wife; of course, I need to check on you," he replied, still smiling.
"Has Helen been taking good care of you?"
Yolanda nodded.
Indeed, Helen had been exceptionally attentive, a significant factor in her speedy recovery.
"When are you planning on lea
