The words were sour and bitter, like a neglected wife in a deep chamber. Although I felt neglected, I had always prided myself on being an independent, youthful, and intelligent woman. Now, as a resentful wife, I had lost considerable dignity.
An Jin seemed satisfied with my lowered tone and let out a light laugh. I could imagine his expression; when he laughs, he pulls up one corner of his lips, his slightly upturned eyes charming yet hinting at wickedness.
Women are contradictory, loving both angels and demons. Gentle when not smiling, yet somewhat evil when laughing—how many women could resist such a man?
Later, when I played with An Jin, he finally realized that the person who had stolen his sugar cake was a girl, not a monster. However, the nickname “little monster” followed me for years until we became estranged. Whenever I thought about it, I felt a sense of melancholy.
At that moment, An Jin buried his face near my ear and called out this nickname once more. Although I knew he was acting out of drunkenness, I couldn’t help but hug him back.
“Zhuo Yi, was I wrong in the past? Can you forgive me?”
Chapter Three: My Dilemma
An Jin pushed me away slightly, still examining my face.
I lowered my head, unable to understand what he was looking at in the darkness. If he still couldn’t forgive me, I would probably have to jump into the chasm between us and hide.
He stared for a long time, and my heart hung in suspense.
“You want to make up with me?” he asked playfully. “Why?”
“We are already husband and wife. Even if you married me for revenge, we should get along and live in harmony,” I gently persuaded.
“Just because of this?” he interrupted. “If you were married to someone else, would you also get along well with him?”
I thought for a moment. “Perhaps.”
He tightened his grip. “Fine. Since we’re going to get along, I’ll stay here tonight.”
I had no objection but remembered the pain from our wedding night, causing me to shiver. He must have felt it and let out a scornful laugh. “What, are you unwilling?”
“No.” Sensing the rare peaceful atmosphere, I seized the opportunity, pushing away painful thoughts and gripping his arm. “Don’t go.”
