Chapter 5

Olivia

We were both lying on the same bed but apart and positioned on opposite sides. I was facing the right, and he was on the left side of the bed, so there was a moment of silence in the room.

I had closed my eyes when he moved. Due to the softness of the bed, the mattress couldn't help but make a sound whenever someone moved on top of it. I didn't mind it at first. I didn't want to argue because I was already too tired, but it seemed like he was really annoying because he kept sitting back and forth on the bed.

I turned around. I was still sitting on the bed, but my gaze was on him. I took a deep breath before speaking.

"Can you please stop moving around so much? If you don't want to sleep, let me sleep!" I said calmly.

"Are you ordering me?" he said with widened eyes.

"No," I paused briefly before continuing. "I'm asking you! Too many things have happened today. Can you let me rest?"

He turned his gaze to me before moving away from the bed. I just looked at him, waiting for what he would say. After a few moments, he spoke.

"I don't want to sleep beside you," he said, which made me raise both eyebrows.

"Where am I supposed to sleep?" I asked. Instead of answering, he just looked at me. "Don't tell me you want me to sleep outside?"

He sighed, looked away, and then spoke in response to what I said.

"You know, if I could, I would! I wouldn't have done just that. I might have even kicked you out of this house. But no, I couldn't. I'm tied to you! I'm tied to a woman I don't even like." His tone of voice changed as he said that. It was a bit loud.

"Do you think I wanted to marry you, huh?"

"Why not? Aren't you here for the money? Didn't you agree to get married for money? So stop acting like this setup doesn't sit well with you! Maybe you were the one who planned all of this."

I couldn't hold back anymore. I stood up from where I was sitting on the bed and slowly approached him. When I stood in front of him for a moment, I prepared myself. I gave him a strong slap that almost made his face turn sideways.

"How dare you!" he shouted, holding his cheek and facing me.

"Just because I agreed to marry you doesn't mean I immediately look like money. I did it for a reason. I did it for the good of my daddy. I sacrificed my own life for the person I love. And you? What can you do for your family, huh? Can you do what I did?"

I took a deep breath before continuing my words.

"You don't know me, but judging me, as if you know me well. I let your physical abuse and hurtful words towards me pass, but that doesn't mean you have the right! Insult my dignity again! You might not just receive a slap next time!" I rolled my eyes at him after saying that.

I didn't waste any more time. Luckily, his room had a bathroom, so I quickly walked in there. The bathroom was made of glass, but it wasn't transparent, so I just locked myself inside the four corners of that bathroom.

I stood facing the mirror and took a deep breath. As I looked at myself in the mirror, I felt sorry for myself. It felt like I wanted to burst into tears because of the heaviness of my emotions right now.

I almost wanted to regret my decision. It felt like I was in hell because of the bad attitude of the person I married. How long could I endure all the hurtful words he threw at me? How long could I stand being under the same roof as him?

I wanted to blame daddy for what was happening to me, but it might not be a good idea because I was the one who made this decision. It was my excessive love for daddy that pushed me to do something that would cause me so much pain.

How long could I bear being with someone who only thought about himself? It's frustrating! Why is the world so unfair? Why did he let this happen to me? Where will the plans laid out in my path lead me? Was I so bad in my past life that this is how my life is now?

Well, whatever the answer to all the questions that keep bothering me in my mind, I have no choice but to accept it. I will endure this for daddy. I don't want him to go to jail, so I will do everything just to prevent that from happening.

It's just a two-year contract. I can still endure it. I can still bear being with my annoying husband. Yes, that's right! I can and I will. I have to be stronger. Not just for myself but also for daddy and my dreams.

I took a deep breath before glancing briefly at myself in the mirror. I swallowed the saliva building up in my throat as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I looked at it for a moment before turning on the faucet and slowly washing my face.

After a few minutes of washing my face, I took the towel hanging inside the bathroom. After wiping myself, I went out. Luckily, this time Lloyd gave way. He was lying on the sofa, leaving the bed vacant.

I wanted to be happy, but I knew I would receive a lot of hurtful words from him again, so I let it go. I slowly lay down on the bed. I took a deep breath and then slowly closed my eyes. To sleep, I just tried to calm myself down so that I could sleep because I would face another long day tomorrow.