The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback

Chapter 1363:

“Absolutely not,” she declared loudly, quickly swallowing to steady her voice.

Skepticism colored his features as he approached, bending slightly to examine her face.

Though she tried to maintain her composure, her reddened eyes betrayed her, burning with silent reproach.

“Still sticking to the claim that you’re not crying?”

“Your efforts weren’t enough to bring me to tears,” she managed weakly.

“Hush now. You look half-conscious.”

Avoiding his gaze, her eyes inadvertently drifted downward, noting his state of undress. Even in its dormant state, Kenji’s penis was quite impressive. It was repulsive, revolting—everything she despised. Just like its owner, who had the audacity to make her measure it with her mouth.

The wave of self-pity swelled until Scarlette buried her face in the blanket, sobbing.

treated me this

Kenji remained silent.

Scarlette swiftly added after composing herself, though

replied, his face an emotionless

dabbed at her eyes, studying

behind this sudden

the sheets for Scarlette and retired to the guest room. Having slept alone for over a decade, he wasn’t accustomed to sharing a bed

content now

tossed and turned, unable to sleep in the

realization: her intimate encounters with Kenji had been more discomforting than pleasurable. Initially, he had been considerate, but that care quickly evaporated, replaced by a reckless pursuit of his own gratification. She

morning, Scarlette addressed

anymore. I find

Kenji didn’t seem fazed. His nighttime impulses were clearly at odds with his more composed daytime

a prerequisite

we’re married, we shall respect