The Drama Queen Couple

17

But this time, I wasn't as carefree as before.

I thought that I would forget about it soon after I rejected Weldon.

But when I was free, I couldn't help but think of his handsome, slightly red face up close.

To get him out of my mind, I worked day and night in the studio. I spent twice as much time and energy as before designing dresses for customers.

Weldon and I had a tacit understanding in this respect. He didn't return as often as before, and we rarely saw each other at home.

Ever since that incident, we slept in separate rooms.

The door to his room always closed tightly, so I didn't know if he was at home and could only assume if he had been back judging from some clues he left.

We fell into an endless cold war.

One day, I saw a black women's nightdress in the washing machine.

That was not mine.

He's so bold that he even brought a woman home! I thought with a sneer.

The black sling nightdress was like a needle stabbing into my heart.