Trapped in Love with Casanova

Superfluity

I rushed down from the car and immediately approached Jacob.

"When did you get Jacob home?" much

"You go home by yourself, madam? why didn't you tell me to pick you up?" ask Jacob back

"Jacob's house and restaurant are quite far away, if I wait for you I take longer than waiting for a taxi" I replied

"When did you come home?" I asked again because my question had not been answered by Jacob

"A few minutes ago madam, you were drunk when you came home" Jacob replied

I took a step back, my tears escaped even though the anxiety had gone but the anger and disappointment now alternated in my heart.

"Your path is hubby, I waited from earlier in the restaurant while you were drunk. Are you playing me?" my inner

My hand swept away the falling tears, Jacob who saw me crying asked

"You okay, madam?

" I'm okay Jacob, don't worry" I replied

I also stepped into the room, I saw Chris was already on the bed with a prone position.

Anger and disappointment really took hold of me at this time, slowly I lay myself down on the bed and then sleep on my back to Chris.

As for my stomach that has not eaten is not as clean as my heart, he just told me to wait for him while he was somewhere else drinking.

My heavy eyes finally calmed me for a moment by taking me to dreamland.

The next day, Chris woke up with a heavy head. He saw bags, hijabs and long dresses lying on the sofa.

"Where he was last night, it's worth it when I got home I didn't see him" Chris muttered and headed to the bathroom to rid himself of the alcohol.

He completely forgot his promise to me.

After taking a shower, Chris picked up the clothes I hadn't prepared so that made him a little upset.

"What the fuck is he why don't you get my clothes ready" Chris grumbled

I just finished preparing breakfast entered the room but because I was still upset I just kept quiet. I take care of my dress and other stuff.

I laughed, "You asked me where I was last night? should I have asked you?! shanky

Chris who heard the high words from me was furious, he held my hand a little harshly

"Take care of your tone, what is it like to talk to your husband" she said, looking at me with a sharp look.

"Oh.. I see, my mistake last night was to wait for you until the restaurant closed, while the person I was waiting for drunkenness somewhere else" I shouted in annoyance

I also spill my annoyance on Chris, even if Chris is angry I don't care.

Hearing my screams Chris took a step back he just remembered that yesterday he invited me to dinner outside.

"I forgot, I'm sorry baby" he said regretfully

"Have it, I realize now that I'm not your priority, drinking with my friends is more important than me." I said and left the room

Chris took his phone in his pocket yesterday, apparently there were 27 missed calls from me, there were a lot of short messages from me that he hadn't read. Chris opened the chat from me and read it one by one

"Hubby where are you? I've been waiting 30 minutes"

"Hubby's been almost an hour, I've been hungry"

"Hubby, I've been waiting for two hours"

"If you're busy, I'll go home first"

"Hubby you're okay, right? don't make me worry😞"

"I'm tired of hubby waiting three hours sitting here and haven't ordered a food️"

"The restaurant's almost closed hubby"

"Hubby, where are you? don't make me afraid😭"

"I went home first hubby, the restaurant's closed thanks for working on me"

Chris came out and threw his phone on the bed.