(A/N: This is Hyora's POV chapter!)

I was in front of the tv, watching the ‘supposed-to-be-interesting-show-if-I-watch-it-with-Chanyeol’. Even if he’s watching a boring and dull documentary show, I’ll find it interesting as long as I’m watching it with Chanyeol oppa. But he’s not here with me. It’s almost a month and I haven’t seen my husband yet.

It’s not like he’s outside the country or so freakin’ busy with his schedule. But it was because of me. The chaos happening right now is all my fault!If only I didn’t marry him .. I shouldn’t have agreed to be in this marriage since the beginning!

But the damage was done and this is the reality that I had to swallow no matter how hard and cruel it was. My husband is a worldwide famous idol and this is the risk I have to face; crazy fangirls’ wrath.

I got up from the couch and took a peek outside the window. There’s still a few of my husband’s fangirls camping out there, waiting for me to make an appearance and attack me with harsh words and violence. I even had to ask the neighbours to do the grocery shopping for me due to those fangirls who refuse to leave my residence.

I let out a deep sigh and walked to the bedroom. I sat on the bed. Suddenly, my eyes were burning with hot tears. I missed him so much. Only hearing his voice was not enough. I knew he’s suffering, but he didn’t show it to me. I knew he’s blaming himself for everything that’s happening right now. But he never did wrong at the first place. It’s always been me who’s at fault.

Then, I made my dec