
The True Face of My Husband
Chapter 6
The company's business wasn't doing well in the early years, sometimes barely breaking even. During the day, he would suit up and charm clients with a smile.
After work, he often looked defeated and would drag me out for a night of heavy drinking.
When he was drunk, he'd cry and ask me if he was useless.
I knew who he was crying for. Feeling bitter on his behalf, I nodded in frustration, which only made him cry harder.
But I added, "Don't worry, I'll support you."
Honestly, I believed he was capable. He just had bad luck.
One time, when his company was on the verge of collapse, I took out the $300,000 my dad had set aside for my dowry to help him through the crisis.
He took the money. His eyes were red, and he pulled me into his arms. When he said my name, his voice trembled, and it melted my heart.
The moonlight was beautiful that night. Honestly, I had always cared for him. With the alcohol in our system, things naturally progressed between us.
The next morning, he wrapped his arms around my waist and said with conviction, "Freya, thank you for not leaving me during my hardest times. I swear I'll never let you down."
His chest was warm, and I could feel his heartbeat quicken.
Nestled in his arms, I felt an overwhelming sense of security.