After All, My Husband Love Is Only For His Childhood Sweetheart

The last memory I remember was the blaze of fire trying to devour my body, the heat I could feel on my skin, and Shirley's satisfied gaze at me.

I woke up with a gasp, and a feeling of panic immediately filled my mind. Reflexively, I immediately checked my body, and my heart was utterly relieved when I saw that my body was still okay.

For a moment, I thought that I had been roasted to death in the blazing fire. Fortunately, I was still alive, even though I could see that I had many wounds on my body.

"Eleanore? Finally, you've come to your senses."

I jumped with surprise when I heard a voice from my side. Because I was so shocked by my own dream, I didn't even notice my surroundings.

Melvin sat next to me with his eyes focused on the cell phone in his hand, without the slightest concern for my current situation.

"I thought you'd be fine," Melvin continued, glancing at me briefly, then returning his gaze to his cellphone screen.

Silently, I rolled my eyes lazily; how could Melvin not be worried about my current condition?

Even though I could have lost my life after what Melvin and Shirley did to me during the fire.

"How many days have I been here?"

My body was really weak at the moment, so I decided to lean my back back because I could feel my breath was still short.

"I don't know, it seems like you've been asleep for three days." Melvin shrugged his shoulders indifferently, but this time he looked up from his precious cell phone screen.

"What?!" I was stunned to hear Melvin's remark. How could I have been unconscious for three days, and Melvin not seem the least bit worried about me?

"Why so surprised? After all, you survived in the end; don't overreact like that," Melvin replied, clearly uncomfortable with my reaction.

I blinked in confusion after hearing his words, but I didn't say anything, not wanting to upset Melvin even more.

At least I should be grateful that Melvin was still willing to accompany me here all this time.

Shortly afterward, there was a knock on the door, and Melvin let the person in. I could see that it was Melvin's assistant who had come.

The young man's face was pale as he entered my room. I frowned in curiosity. Something must have gone wrong.

"Sir, Miss Shirley is threatening to end her life if you don't come and be with her immediately!" Melvin's assistant looked cold and sweaty as he reported it to Melvin.

Even I, who was just listening to him, was surprised, and I immediately glanced at Melvin, who was standing there with a panicked look on his face.

"Shit! I have to go see Shirley right away." Melvin hurried to leave without even looking at me.

As if he no longer cared about me. Fear began to creep back into my heart, I didn't want to lose Melvin again.

I pulled Melvin's arm, preventing him from leaving me. This time, I wouldn't let Melvin go as quickly as before.

"Melvin, I need you here." I humbled my ego and told him how much I needed him to stay by my side at the moment.

It's just that Melvin was silent, didn't say anything. I thought Melvin had changed his mind and decided to stay here with me.

But my thoughts were just wishful thinking because a second later, Melvin shook off my grip on his arm.

"Stop acting stupid, Eleanore. Didn't you hear that your sister wants to end her life?" Melvin turned to me with an angry face.

I can guarantee that Melvin was really angry at this moment, his face was red and his fists were clenched tightly, holding himself back from hitting me.

This time, I was the one who was stunned, I didn't expect Melvin to react this extreme to me.

"But I'm your wife, Melvin! I need you here more than her. I'm sure there's someone taking care of Shirley there." Because my feelings were hurt and afraid at the same time, I unconsciously raised my voice when talking to Melvin.

Unexpectedly, a slap landed smoothly on my still-pale cheek. I could feel my cheek heat up and the corner of my lip sting.

My face dropped in response to Melvin's slap. I was so shocked that I couldn't react at all at the moment.

Melvin's hand trembled after he slapped me so hard for a moment that the atmosphere between us became silent.

"Sir, you have to hurry!" I could hear Melvin's assistant's voice again, chasing Melvin to quickly go check on Shirley.

Melvin withdrew his hand and snorted softly, "Don't blame me for slapping you. It was you who had the nerve to talk like that to me," said Melvin without the slightest sense of guilt.

Slowly I could hear the sound of Melvin's footsteps walking away, until finally the door to my room closed with Melvin's departure.

As Melvin left, what little hope I had for him disappeared as well. It made me think it was better to leave him.

I grabbed my cell phone on the nightstand next to my bed.

"Tell my mom that I'm coming home. And don't forget to tell her that I accepted her offer to return to the company." I hope my choice is the right one.