Chapter 8
I Am The First Wife II.
"Honey, you're home! Omo, are you tired?" Kris took off his shoes and dragged himself to the bedroom. He slumped his body on the bed and heaved a sigh.
"Hon?" the woman's voice rang his ears again.
"Paige, let me be alone. Go," he commanded to the lady. Paige looked down and fiddled the hem of her skirt. Without saying anything back, she made her way to the kitchen and cooked some food for Kris. She felt miserable all over again. It was so hard to be his wife. She thought that the arranged marriage with Kris would just be like any other happy couple marriage. But she was wrong. She made the wrong decision. She knew that she had to learn to accept Kris and Kris too, should be able to do so.
Only Paige cared about the marriage.
Four years of marriage did not change anything. They lived together and acted like strangers to each other.
Paige knew she had the beauty and the brain. She was feminine and at the same time, could lure any guys in a short time. y. Paige just knew she had everything. Her father was among the most successful business man in the United States and her mother was a retired doctor. Well, let us just make it simple, shall we? It just happened that she got everything a girl wanted.
As she grew up and became a woman, her parents arranged a marriage between Paige and their friend's son, Kris. Paige did not agree, Kris objected. But in the end, the two got married and the wise Paige thought everything was going to be okay.
However, Paige suffered. She loved Kris. Kris didn't. And Paige just lived her life. She could anything she wanted or even having an affair because the great Wu Yifan would not even glance at her.
Kris and I had been dating for 4 months. Just like any other couple, we did everything together. I felt my heart lighted up and Kris, was the energy in my life. Every evening, I go to the park and help Kris with his work. Kris adores children and it just happened that I love kids too.
He knew about Xiumin and Hyosung too and I knew he worked so hard to give me everything he could do. He was the one who wiped my tears away and shooed the sad feeling in me. I always melted with his romantic yet childish attitude. But still, I loved him. He loved me and it was all that matters.
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