Chapter 14 Discomfort and Irritation

Discomfort and Irritation

That night, with swollen eyes and unsteady legs, I reluctantly returned to my apartment.

I got on the elevator and remembered what had just happened.

My senior, whom I liked, disliked me. I probably won’t be able to interact with him anymore.

My contact information has been blocked, and since we work in different departments, there are very few chances for us to meet.

Even if we did meet, now that he knows I’m married, he might not want to talk to me anymore.

No, that’s not the only problem.

My little sister, of all people, took a picture of me on a date with him.

She also said she was going to report it to our parents.

“No way….”

I shuddered at the thought of being scolded by my parents.

My parents are a trauma to me.

Because when I was young and mischievous, I remember being scolded much harder than my sister.

That’s why I married Makoto and left home immediately so that I would never be scolded again. I decided that I would never go back to my parents’ house.

So it’s bad if my parents find out.

But I probably can’t stop my sister.

She’s stubborn, and when she decides to do something, she does it.

“What am I supposed to do…!”

Irritated, I kicked the elevator door.

But maybe I can come up with an excuse.

If I say it was a slip of the tongue or that I didn’t mean it, I might get away with it.

Otherwise, I have to come up with a good excuse.

“Ah, damn… Why do I have to think of this?!”

I’m really irritated. It’s all my little sister’s fault.

If it weren’t for my little sister, I’d be having dinner with my senior right now, and we might even have gone to a hotel.

My little sister is really annoying; she always gets in my way.

“I will never forgive her….”

I got off the elevator and walked to my house.

Now that it’s come to this, I might as well forget about my parents and have a drink.

I need to escape from reality.

“I’m home!”

I inserted the key and opened the door roughly, narrowing my eyes at the unusual sight.

“Huh…?”

Usually, Makoto would greet me and have the bath and dinner ready.

But the lights were completely dark, there was no sound at all, and there was no sign of anyone.

“What…? Maybe he’s already asleep? I can’t believe it! He’s supposed to greet me when I come home!”

What a useless husband!

I have to wake him up and scold him, or I won’t be satisfied.

I went to the bedroom and opened the door with a bang.

Sure enough, Makoto was sleeping there.

But I didn’t care and yelled.

“Hey! Why didn’t you greet me!? And where’s the food!? You didn’t even prepare the bath!”

Usually, he would apologize and get up from the bed to quickly prepare.

But today was different.

Makoto was sleeping soundly, still facing away from me.

I couldn’t believe it. He didn’t even notice that his beloved wife was at home.

“Tsk, don’t mess with me! Get up quickly and appease me!”

I shouted even louder, but he didn’t move.

What’s the matter? Did he really not notice me?

My irritation grew; I gritted my teeth and grabbed the doorknob.

“Oh, whatever! I don’t need you anyway. I can do everything myself! Just sleep. Or die!”

Saying that as a parting shot, I slammed the door.

What’s wrong with him? I can’t believe it!

It’s obvious that he should serve me, his beloved wife when I come home!

“Damn, I’m so irritated….”

I undressed roughly and took a bath.

Since there was no hot water in the tub, I just took a shower.

I missed dinner, so I opened the refrigerator to find something to eat.

But it was almost empty. There wasn’t even any a🬀cohol, which I usually drink.

“Huh? There’s nothing… That idiot! He didn’t even shop properly! He’s so useless!”

This is exactly what they call “adding insult to injury.”

Even though I sent him a message that he didn’t have to prepare dinner, he should have prepared something for me because he didn’t know what was going to happen.

He’s so clueless. We’ve been together for so long, he should know everything about me.

It’s ridiculous that he’s my husband. It’s very unpleasant.

“Tsk… It’s troublesome.”

I thought about going to the convenience store, but I didn’t want to go out after taking a bath because I didn’t want to catch a cold.

Still, I was hungry, so I wanted to eat something.

“I think I’ll order delivery.”

There are still some restaurants that do delivery at this time.

Tomorrow is a holiday anyway, so I’ll order some a🬀cohol and enjoy the food while I think about what to do next.

Suppressing my irritation, I searched for restaurants that do delivery on my smartphone.