Trouble in Paradise by Three Way

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.

all the burning emotions swirling inside me. It was as

he and I were "Mr. Hawk" and "Ms. Jones". Hence, it

I retrieved those documents. I kept my mouth shut and said nothing.

one he got just so the two of us could be intimate together. At the time, he made an effort to come to me. I could still remember how nervous I felt back then and

regret being intimate with him. However, we shared such a beautiful past, so being in that same space

I also went all out to distract myself with any other thought, but for some unknown reason, my entire body still couldn't help feeling hot. Even my breath was burning. Nicholas shot a nonchalant look at me. He

at him. His scowl was darker than a thunderstorm. I wondered where he expected

will send someone over

won't do. You must clear everything out today. I will not allow your stuff

breath and sarcastically said, "Oh, you're so impatient that you expect the impossible, huh? Then are you

if he wanted to tear me up limb from limb. He scrutinized every single inch of me,

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 didn't think about