Just when the clock ticked to 8 p.m, the main door was pushed open and she immediately arranged her heels on the rack. That handsome man didn’t even save his number. He said that he was driving and he’d contact him sooner. The old man on the other hand, stared at his cheap phone as his son-in-law hang up on him. Toji was already annoyed at his daughter so his answers were curt and uninterested. The call was short but the old man sounded desperate as he hinted that he needed legal advices on the current case his company had fallen to. It was silence before he heard the man muttered his name. While he was in his own thoughts, his phone screen lighted up - an unfamiliar contact was displayed as an incoming call. He didn’t plan to build a family with her he was satisfied if she continued being filial. She always feel like she deserved some sort of place in his house when he fed her luxury and wealth. Originally, he thought she’d make a good mother but she was too conceited. He already knew that marrying a new wife would be a problem. So she had been living off his money without doing a thing for his family? If she was working too, he didn’t mind it and would gladly take a nanny to take care of it but she was so eager to play her ‘motherly’ role. So she hadn’t cook for his son and used his name as an excuse. “But you said you were trying to teach me how to use money!” “What are you talking about? You can tell her by yourself. When he heard the last sentence, he couldn’t help but ask, Toji was driving his way to his home after picking up his son from the school. I already know how to use money and pay for my foods, so can you please tell her to make my lunch box again?” Disappointment and embarrassment, she knew she looked ugly but hearing it from him first hand, she could only swallow her tears and smiled weakly. She looked into his eyes and saw the ridicule in his tone. She was busy sorting out her bag, rummaged through her stuff and replied, Toji was waiting for an answer but judging from her silence, he knew she was keeping something to herself. She still hadn’t reply, only smiled faintly before she grabbed the keys. Kneeling to the ground, she helped Megumi to balance himself as he placed his small hand on her shoulder. She signaled him to come closer, taking out the small white shoes. ![]() “Where are you going?” Megumi was the first to ask and she didn’t turn around to look at him, continued walking straight to the door and fetched her nude high heels. Last night, she woke up to a text from her friends that they had planned out a simple reunion for ex-classmates and she was excited to see how her friends have changed. But she found herself becoming a hollow shell of someone who wasn’t her. They said she looked like a commoner, not an ounce of elegance in her style so she altered her preference. The father and son looked at her with something in their mind but they didn’t say anything. She came out from the little boy’s room, carrying a few books in her hand. Your teachers complained that you always forgot to bring your books.” ![]() Megumi was sitting on the sofa, as cute as ever with his school uniform and Toji ruffled his hair, earning a groan from the small child. His wife’s side on bed was cold, so he went to the kitchen. He looked at his phone and it was already 7.15 a.m. Morning came in a blink of eye, Toji scoffed at the bright ray peeping from the curtains. But what was left to miss? He barely spared his time with her, let alone attempt to reconcile this marriage. If it was 2 months ago, she’d be willing to stay up all night - waiting for his return because she just missed him so much. Lesser and lesser, she had lose all interest in him. I’m tired.” He stripped down to his nakedness and the sound of dripping shower was all she heard before she turned on her side and slept. Have you eaten? Do you want me to reheat the food?” ![]() She peaked her head out of the duvet as she sheepishly replied, “Just woke up. Oh yeah, his wife loved using her phone too. He thought she had fall asleep but when he was the dim brightness, she was still using her phone. He stepped inside his bedroom, it was dark and there was a small lump of duvet on his bed - covering the figure of his wife. Well, he was a man of a few words to begin with and it was her who did most of the talk - was she not feeling well? He found the time he spent talking to her had shortened too. He wasn’t expecting her to be all smiles at the crack of dawn or anything, but she just wasn’t as cheerful as she used to be. He wondered if something was going on with his wife. The lights on the living room flickered up as he pressed on the switch but the small figure that always curled on the sofa wasn’t there. When Toji walked into his house, he was exhausted and he needed a good warm bath to loosen the tension on his muscles.
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