I stopped struggling. Nicholas acted as though he was worried that I wouldn't agree to it, so he said, "I have no idea where you put that stuff."

A little after we got married, Nicholas began getting more distant with me. That was why I would stare at our marriage certificate whenever I was home alone.

I would only feel as though the two of us were truly married when I was holding that piece of paper in my hand. I had treated it as a treasure and had taken an extra step to commission an expensive box to keep it safe. The box had diamonds encased in it because diamonds were said to signify eternal love. Unfortunately, reality was often unpredictable.

I forced a smile to my face and replied, "It's in the bedroom by the "

Nicholas interrupted me and shoved me into the car. He complained, "You don't need to tell me about it. Just go grab everything."

He spoke in a tone that suggested he was a man who had never been in a position to obey commands.

His tone was nonchalant and showed no concern. It seemed to suggest he was better than that and should not have to listen or remember menial things like that.

were like a bucket of ice water, and they extinguished all the burning emotions swirling inside me. It was as if every additional word I said was an inconvenience

I were "Mr. Hawk" and "Ms. Jones". Hence, it was only natural that he spoke to me

comfort myself by telling myself that I could leave as soon as I retrieved those documents. I kept my mouth shut and said nothing. Being in the same car as he was made me feel

an effort to come to

him. However, we shared such a beautiful past, so being in that same space with him once more felt like torture. It was as if I had it coming and was torturing

feeling hot. Even my breath was burning. Nicholas shot a nonchalant look at

scowl was darker than a thunderstorm. I wondered where he expected me to

someone

You must clear everything out today. I will not allow your stuff to stay

said, "Oh, you're so impatient that you expect the impossible, huh? Then are you annoyed with me being here? How about you just stop the car now

tear me up limb from limb. He scrutinized every single inch of me, and his

only son of the Hawk family, so he had been spoiled rotten since he was a kid. On top of that, he showed signs of being autistic when he was a boy, so it was only natural that everyone was protective of him. His feelings were their top priority. Nicholas

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