Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

Chapter 658

Chapter: 658

“Sarah—”he called out, intending to speak, but she swiftly interrupted him.

“T’ve been exhausted since yesterday. I need some rest. If you have something to tell me, we can meet

another time.”

He knew she was merely offering an excuse.

In the past, Sarah would often retreat to her room for a nap, undisturbed by him as he worked or tidied

the adjacent space.

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Has She Tired Of Him Already

Unable to bear it any longer, Aziel’s voice trembled as he questioned, “Sarah, please tell me what’s

happening. Have I done something wrong?”

His somber tone tugged at her heartstrings, while simultaneously amplifying her self-disdain.

She shook her head, avoiding his gaze, and replied, “No, you haven’t done anything wrong. I simply

need some personal time. You may go back.”

Her avoidance of eye contact added to Aziel’s distress. He yearned to pour his heart out to her, hoping

she would trust and lean on him.

However, he understood that this was not the appropriate moment to share his feelings.

Aziel forced a smile, concealing his inner turmoil, and said, “I’m heading to work now. Call me if you

need anything.”

Taking a step back, he watched as the familiar door was slammed shut. The dull thud resonated like a

punch to his heart, leaving him feeling deeply saddened. ©

Succumbing to despondency, he made his way toward his car, his smile now tinged with bitterness.

They had only spent thirty-six days together. Could it be that Sarah was already tired of him?

After Aziel left, Sarah immediately locked the door.

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Trembling, she hastily closed all the curtains to block out any prying eyes.

She then dashed into the bathroom and promptly turned on the shower tap.

The icy coldness of the newly released water failed to register in Sarah’s senses.

With an absent gaze, she vigorously scrubbed herself, over and over again. Each pass reminded her of

the disgusting touch of those filthy hands.

Disgust washed over her. She didn’t even realize her eyes were turning bloodshot.

She scrubbed harder and harder, the pain growing more intense. She went at it until her fair skin turned

red and some parts even started bleeding.

After what felt like forever, she finally climbed into the bathtub, soaking until the water turned frigid.

Then she absentmindedly dried herself off and left the bathroom.