I've been married to Ethan for three years. Everyone says we're a loving, perfect match. But only I know that he has slept in the guest room for three years. He has never touched me. I placed the divorce papers on his desk, wanting to set him free. But then, I accidentally saw an open diary on the desk. "Today after she showered, she forgot to take her clothes. I held back for a long time, but I couldn't control myself and hid one piece. I hope she won't find out." I froze. So the underwear I lost before was all taken by him. 1 Between the pages of the diary on the desk lay a black and gold fountain pen. It was the one I gave Ethan. But the underwear mentioned in the diary as being taken... Was bought by me just last week. Thinking back carefully, over these three years, I've lost more than twenty nightgowns and sets of underwear. I thought the wind blew them away. Or I forgot to bring them back from trips. I never suspected Ethan. Because he has a cold and aloof personality. After marriage, we've always treated each other with polite respect. When he talks to me, his eyes never wander. How could he do such a thing? But last night, Ethan said the faucet in the guest bathroom had no hot water. He borrowed my bathroom to shower. It took about half an hour in total, and he even said thank you when he left. I didn't suspect a thing. I didn't expect it was him who took it. But those are my intimate clothes, he can't wear them, so what's the use of taking them? Unsavory images suddenly popped into my mind. My face burned hot, daring not think further. I really wanted to go forward and read the previous content of the diary. I also wanted to rush into the guest room and rummage through his wardrobe. But that would be too unethical. I calmed down. Decided to pretend I saw nothing. Turned around and closed the study door. And those divorce papers were stuffed into the drawer of my vanity by me. True or false, I'll know if I test him. 2 Ethan came back early tonight. Seeing the living room lights were off, he called my name. "Sarah." I braced myself and walked out of the bedroom. "You're back. I didn't cook dinner tonight." Ethan still had that serious look. Calling my name, always full name. But I read the diary! Thinking of him with this cold face, secretly using my nightgown to do that— I simply couldn't look him in the eye. He didn't notice anything unusual at all, handing over a blue gift bag. "It's okay, we can go out to eat. "This is a gift for you." I reached out to take it. My hand accidentally touched his fingertips. I quickly withdrew. Ethan's eyes darkened slightly, then quickly returned to normal. Today is our third wedding anniversary. The gift I prepared for him was divorce papers. He bought me a pearl necklace. Suppressing complex emotions, I whispered: "I'm sorry, I forgot to prepare a gift." Luckily he didn't mind. "It's okay, I don't lack anything. "This necklace suits you well, so I bought it." I whispered thank you. Ethan said lightly: "You're welcome. Get ready, I'll book a restaurant." I changed into a strapless velvet dress with a fur shawl. Put on the pearl necklace he gave me. This outfit wasn't overly flashy but very elegant. When I opened the door, Ethan looked up, clearly stunned for a moment. Our eyes met, my heart suddenly racing. Before I could speak, he had already looked away. "Let's go." Looking at his cold back, I secretly said: Let's see how long you can pretend. ... In the restaurant, the temperature was a bit high. Just as I was about to take off my shawl. He suddenly looked up and stared at me. Ethan has sharp features and deep eyes. Because of his glasses, he looked less aggressive and more refined. But at this moment, I saw danger in his eyes. "W... what's wrong?" "Nothing, I'm going out for a smoke." As soon as he left, the suffocating feeling relaxed a lot. I thought he was going to eat me just now. 3 During the meal, Ethan said he had a few days off. Asked if I wanted to go home. Actually, according to my plan, I intended to have a showdown with Ethan and go back after signing the divorce papers. After my family went bankrupt, my dad's mental state was bad for a while. He went back to our hometown, rented a house, raised flowers and grew vegetables. Gradually adjusted. My dad always thought Ethan and I had a good relationship. I haven't told him about the divorce. If I go back with Ethan, those divorce papers can only be put aside for now. Ethan was waiting for my reply. I could only bite the bullet and laugh dryly. "Sure, if you're not busy, let's go back together." When leaving, Ethan didn't move at the door. I looked at him. "Did you leave something behind?" His gaze fell on my shoulder, obscure. "Wear your shawl properly." Perhaps realizing his tone was too cold and hard. He softened his voice and added: "It's cold outside." "..." After showering, I looked at the clothes in the laundry basket. Remembered my newly lost bra. Low-cut style, adorned with a circle of white lace. I liked it very much. Don't know where Ethan hid it. I deliberately left the changed nightgown behind. Ethan will have to borrow the bathroom again tonight. If the nightgown disappears, then the evidence is solid. Sure enough, not long after, Ethan knocked on the door. Still that cold face. "Sorry, have to borrow it again tonight." I smiled at him, generously saying: "It's okay, go ahead." Listening to the water sound in the bathroom, seconds felt like years. Reading a book, still on the same page. Finally, Ethan came out. His expression was as usual, whispering: "Rest early, goodnight." "Mm-hm, goodnight." As soon as he left, I rushed into the bathroom! Sure enough! My nightgown! Dis! Appeared! I was both ashamed and annoyed. Stormed to the guest room door. Just about to knock. Suddenly heard suppressed groans from the crack in the door. Could it be! Is he currently— My face burned hot. Afraid of seeing an awkward scene. Could only turn back to my room. Overthinking all day caused me to have strange dreams at night. In the dream, Ethan wore my underwear. Asking me if he looked good. I called him a pervert. He chuckled low and pressed over, whispering in my ear: "Nian Nian, then you wear it. "Wear it just for me, okay?" 4 Woke up the next day. I had two huge dark circles under my eyes. Ethan was already calling my dad. My dad heard we were coming back to stay for a few days. Happily said he would kill an old hen to make soup. The two chatted on the phone, the familiar atmosphere as if we were really a family. I packed my luggage with mixed feelings. Actually, Ethan treats me quite well. He supports me to continue painting. Didn't make unreasonable demands because he saved my family from disaster. On the contrary, he respects me very much. Outsiders say we have deep feelings, the envy of everyone. I also had feelings for him. However, he attributed all kindness to repaying kindness. I had to think, maybe he just treats me like a sister. Except for a marriage certificate, we have no relationship at all. But now, thinking that my nightgown might be hidden in his suitcase, my scalp tingles. His seriousness turned out to be all an act. I closed the suitcase, putting away complex emotions. Made up my mind, after returning from my dad's, I will end this absurd marriage. On the way back, had to drive for nearly six hours. Ethan is slightly germaphobic. So I didn't open any of the big bag of snacks he brought me. I lay in the back seat playing games. Ethan looked at me from the rearview mirror. "Nothing you like to eat?" Wrong. He bought everything I love to eat. But this is his car, I still have to respect his germaphobia. So I was stubborn: "Oh, I'm not hungry." Halfway, Ethan stopped the car at a service area. When I came out of the restroom, he stood under a camphor tree making a call. Sunlight shone through the leaves on him. Ethan, having taken off his suit and wearing a shirt, looked more boyish. He flicked the ash, brought it to his lips, and took a deep drag. Looked up and exhaled smoke. His straight shoulders and back relaxed at this moment. Looking sideways at me, there was still a faint smile on his lips. "Okay, hanging up now, call me if anything." This gentle and humble appearance. Must be an act too! As soon as I got in the car, I covered myself with a jacket and pretended to sleep. Afraid he would talk to me again. Ethan drove very steadily. I pretended to sleep, and actually fell asleep. When I woke up, my dad had already opened the car door, greeting me to get off. "Nian Nian, you slept the whole way. You girl, didn't switch driving with Ethan for a while?" I haven't spoken yet. Ethan looked at me and smiled: "It's okay, she's not familiar with my car. It's good for her to sleep more." "Sleeping so long during the day, can you still sleep at night?" Ethan whispered: "If can't sleep then don't sleep, rare vacation." A light sentence. But I felt a chill on my back. I got out of the car quickly and ran to the courtyard. Smelled the mellow chicken soup as soon as I entered. "Dad, I'm starving, let's eat quickly." "Okay okay okay, let you two taste dad's cooking. Little Shu, take her to wash hands, watch her, don't let her steal food!" Ethan took my suitcase, followed my dad, smiling and responding: "Okay, I'll watch her." I heard Ethan's voice, my whole body tightened. As soon as he came in, I hurried out. My dad's courtyard is spacious and bright. He also planted many flowers, I couldn't name them. After washing hands, squatted aside and took a few photos to send to friends. Just typing, Ethan suddenly appeared behind me. "This is nodding clerodendron." I was startled, stood up in panic. Didn't stand firm, almost fell. Ethan reacted extremely fast, grabbed my arm, scooped me into his arms. "Careful." The clean and cool scent on him drilled into my nose as soon as he approached. I only felt my heartbeat accelerate suddenly. Liking someone, you feel even his scent is a temptation. Just as I was about to push him away, my dad came out of the kitchen with chicken soup. "Eat eat—oops, I saw nothing, you two continue." Ethan let go of me, I immediately rushed into the house. Awkward. Simply too awkward.
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