The driver asked, " Master, to the main mansion ?"
" No, yy district mansion."
" Okay, Master." said the driver.
" in-between, Please drop me in xx district," I said.
No response.
what the hell do they think of me?
I folded my arms across my chest and looked out through the window.
But still, I can't believe that I am married. I am actually married to this man who sat beside me with his eyes closed.
I slightly turned my eyes and looked at him.
Who the hell is he on this earth? Why did I get married to him? I just met him only thrice.
An unfamiliar person all of a sudden became my husband in the name.
I hope it's just a dream. I know it's real But I really couldn't believe it.
I was breaking other's relationships. Now it's my turn.
To break my own marriage.
In between, Why is
