Person To Three
Husband Wife Quarrel 1

Taps!! Taps!! Taps!!

Chequek!!

The sound of footsteps and the sound of the door opening made the eyes of the person who had been closed now open with a very pushy gaze. The person who was still standing in the doorway looked speechless as he stared at the now extremely messy room.

He let out a rough sigh, then walked in through the scattered fragments of glass where. While the woman who stared at the nanar is now increasingly irritated because the person who made himself like this even acts indifferent and as if he does not see himself lying down with red eyes.

" Where did you just come home from?" Finally, he opened his voice coldly.

The man's footsteps now stopped him who wanted to go into the bathroom, but he didn't even look at the woman who started to open her voice coldly.

" Why are you just quiet? Where have you been for two days, why not go home?" Again it was that question that made the man turn to look towards her with his flat gaze.

" When have you taken care of me coming home or not?" The answer with him is no less cold as well.

The woman now got off her bed she walked over to her husband who opened her voice coldly.

" I'm your wife Donzello I deserve to know you've been anywhere for two days." She cried out in front of Donzello loudly.

Donzello did not even flinch in the slightest he just looked at his wife with his cold gaze. " I'm from anywhere it's none of your business, so don't feel like you've always cared about me."

Donzello who wants to leave his wife is now forced to pull again by his wife until they face each other again with a sharp gaze from the wife.

" I'm your wife Donzello I deserve to know where you are from and who you've been with for two days. You can't do this to me, I've been waiting for you for two days, but look now you don't seem to care what you see with your eyes. You weren't Donzello my husband all this time." His eyes were glassy he almost shed his tearshe who wanted to mend his relationship was faced with the fact that the husband was cold.

" What is Donzello like? Is he the fool who always stands beside you even if you don't expect his presence in the least, or Donzello who always comes back even though you try to drive him away slowly? Tell me what your husband Donzello looks like?" Her voice was gentle but there was a sense of emphasis in every word of her word.

" I never thought you were stupid or kicked you out slowly Don, why can you think like that? Who's gonna fuck you up until you turn out like this?"

Donzello now laughed out loud as he felt that what he was seeing right now was just a joke that he could not help laughing at right now. " Why are you laughing?"

" Grace I just arrived and you made a joke that I couldn't laugh at so stop making jokes that were as if I was making a crime and you were the one I was bullying here."

" Don you…?"

" Stop your charade, Grace, I'm tired. You'd better go back to your cool world with your friend's friend, so don't disturb my peace."

" Donzello.." Grace, who did not accept him, is now back to pull the shirt that Donzello is wearing today.

Unknowingly the shirt is now torn just like that making the chest field of Donzello a little look like that.

" What are you doing?" Donzello now raised his voice he tried to take that hand off his shirt but unfortunately Grace's hand was so strong.

" What..this..what is Don?" Dis was nervous when her eyes accidentally saw a red mark on her husband's chest.

Donzello now also gazed at his chest he also just realized that the chest of his field is also a lot of marks made by his lover during these two days. Donzello did not answer him he came back with a cold attitude and his feet.

Grace now quickly pulled the shirt until it was completely torn perfectly. His eyes were now glaring in disbelief at the marks scattered there with many, even the red marks were still visible there had just been engraved on the chest of his field.

" What..this…?" Grace covered her mouth with her in disbelief looking at the red mark clearly now.

Donzello just kept quiet he didn't answer anything he just kept a thousand languages silent without him saying anything Grace should know what all the signs that were scattered there voluntarily.

" You…? I can't believe you could do this with a prostitute*Don. You are disgusting." She said with a look of disdain toward her husband who is currently silent in a thousand languages.

Donzello smiled cynically when he heard what his current wife said. " prostitute? You think I'm doing this with a whore?"

" What do you mean, you…?"

" I have other lovers out there who are much better than you, women who always make me fall in love every day, women who always feel I am cherished. It's not like you who's always cool with your world and always shoo me away slowly."

The deg!! The deg!! The deg!!

Her body trembled at what her current husband said, she slightly retreated with her slightly shocked hearing what the husband said. His tears were now dripping, his pain was now making those tears just drip.

" So you've been with your girlfriend for two days?" His voice trembled his body felt cold at this moment.

" Where do you think I am these two days? Do you think I'm with a friend? Come on, Grace, you and I are the same adults you should be without asking you already know after seeing all these marks on my chest."

" So you've been playing behind me all this time? You betrayed our holy marriage Don?" She is still trying to convince herself that she is more convinced that her husband did betray her at this time.

Donzello laughed. " What exactly do you want to ask? Or do you want to convince yourself that I'm playing behind your back?"

They were both equally silent at this moment. " Well then, I'll make it clear that I'm playing behind your back with another woman and I love her, the two days I spent with her. You satisfied?"

Grace is now limp her legs can not stand she fell on the floor with the roar of tears flowing more like rain. While Donzello now does not care about his wife's tears he just stared coldly with a wry smile. She left Grace to go to the bathroom.