Still, knowing that he was doing this for her sake anyway, she had to give in. “I know.”
With that, Diarmuid left Franconia on the same day, and Abigail stared at his departing plane blankly.
Everyone seemed to be running around, busy with one thing after another.
When would they have peace?
She frowned, her expression gripped with melancholy.
Martin was silent and blamed himself for being rough.
Lulu felt uncomfortable by how cold he was at the time and was silent too.
When Martin tried to put food on her plate during dinner, she would put it back.
He had no choice but to put it on his own plate while saying, “I’m going back to work tomorrow.”
His leave was over.
Lulu simply put down her knife and fork and returned quietly to their room.
Martin watched as she left, his gaze darkening as he sighed quietly.
He cleaned the dishes and the kitchen before taking a shower and returning to their bedroom.
Lulu was already in bed, but just as he lay down, she said, “Sleep in the other room.”
Martin did not listen but lay on his side and tried to put his arm around her waist.
She grumpily knocked him off. “Don’t touch me.”
That was the first time Lulu had been so upset with or around him.
As Martin stayed silent, she sat up and stared at him. “What was the point? Why did you do that to me?! Who did you think I was?! I’m your wife!”
At the time, she felt no tenderness from him at all—he was as rough as he was savage.
He was never like that, since he would always care about how she felt no matter how passionate they got before.
He never made her uncomfortable, and that was why she could let loose around him.
But this time, she just could not understand.
So many questions crossed her mind-did he stop cherishing her just because he had her now?
She was convinced that he was not like that.
But she could not come up with any other reason…
Hold on.
Suddenly remembering Zachary then, she wondered if he had said something that left Martin agitated.
No, that had to be it! Martin would not treat her like this otherwise!
And yet, Martin knew about her past…
It left her even confused and agitated because she could not come up with a reason!
As such, she asked curtly, “If there’s something you’re upset with me about, just tell me instead of hurting me.”
Martin apologized. “I’m sorry.”
“I don’t need apologies!” Lulu snapped, glaring at him.
However, he was quiet since he was not the type who argued with women.
Pursing her lips to calm herself, she said, “I’m being serious. Just tell me if you’re upset with me directly. I don’t need the silent treatment or a fight.”
Martin lowered his gaze for a moment.
“It’s not you… It’s me,” he said, looking up. “I was being petty, and shouldn’t have drunk so much or let my thoughts wander.”
Lulu frowned. ‘What are you talking about?”
“I…” Martin had trouble talking.
He did not like himself like this.
After all, he always knew about Lulu’s past and accepted it without qualms, nor did he think anything about it.
Lulu asked him very clearly too if he did mind it.
He told her himself he did not, and he would-even now.
However, that issue kept bugging his mind after he got drunk, and what happened later was just history.
He did not know how to explain that to Lulu and could only say, “I won’t ever do it again. Can you trust me?”
Lulu stared at him for a long while, but she just did not know.
She trusted him a lot before, but she became unsure after what happened!
As she stayed silent, she lay down and said, “Don’t touch me unless you explain yourself.”
Martin gave her some space right then.
Even so, they pretended to sleep since neither of them could.
Lulu was even breathing a little loudly, waiting for Martin to explain himself.
Eventually, she gave in and asked, “Did Zachary say something that hurt? Was that why you did it?”
Martin closed his eyes. “Just don’t ask, Lulu. It’s all my fault…”
Lulu turned around then, and looked him in the eye. “So you don’t plan to get along?”
Martin frowned. “What are you talking about?”
“There’s an issue between us now. Do you think we’d get along if we don’t resolve it?” Lulu asked sharply.
So this was a fight-must be an unavoidable tradition for spouses.
Martin appeared taken aback, but he eventually said, “Even as I looked at you while I was drunk, I just couldn’t stop thinking about you being with Zachary. I was jealous and angry, and I couldn’t stop myself from feeling upset that someone had you… I know I came later and have no right to blame you for your past. Even so, my heart just hurts…”
The more Martin explained, the quieter and hoarser his voice became.
Even so, he sounded determined.
“I’m sorry, Lulu. It wont happen again.’
Lulu looked into his eyes, stunned for a second and at a loss the next.
She should not have known, but…
She simply sat on bed in silence because she had no words.
There was nothing to explain here because it had happened before they were married, and Martin knew it too.
If he took offense, he would have to deal with that himself, and she would respect any choice he made.
She pulled up her blanket, closed her eyes, and snapped, “Sleep!”
She was so weirdly calm that she surprised herself!
“Are you angry?” Martin asked.
“No,” she replied—and it was the truth.
After all, she had no right to be angry. It was something about her that made him uncomfortable and therefore her fault.
What should she say?
Apologize?
That would be unnecessary because that had been clear from the start and she did not have to worry about it now.
Martin knew that too and would therefore take responsibility!
Leaning against her then, he said, “Please give me another chance, Lulu.”
Lulu did not push him away-she would not divorce him over this.
But she would not allow a repeat of this!
“Sleep!” she repeated coolly.
Martin understood that she felt somewhat discontented just then and said, “Lulu, humans always make mistakes, don’t they?”
Lulu understood what he was getting at and said, “I’m not upset.”
Martin shook his head. “I know you. You must be thinking that you’d divorce me if this happens again.”
Lulu said nothing, so he continued, “You seem understanding, but you are selfish too-like right now. You can hit me or scold me, but you refuse to do so. Instead, you come up with something like planning a divorce, and I don’t like it.”
Lulu laughed despite herself. “You don’t like it?”
“Yes,” Martin replied.
Lulu said nothing again, while he said, “Look. If I had women before I had you, wouldn’t your thoughts stray a little when you see her?!”
Lulu turned toward him then, and he said, “It’s human nature. I know it’s my fault, but please don’t think about a divorce.”
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.
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