Namjoon said, "Don't expect anything from me. I married you for my son. He want mother's love. My friends say you can give him what he wants, but I don't trust you because you are his step-mother anyways"

"I don't want anything from you. Just take care of my son and give him the love he deserves. I will give you however much money you want. Don't think of me as your husband; you are here just for Ryan. He will sleep in my room tonight."

After saying these harsh words, he went inside his room and slams the door. I sit on the couch and cry silently, and I don't know when I fell asleep while crying.

I wake up by hearing a crying sound. I open my eyes and saw my handsome husband standing in front of me, holding Ryan and looking at me angrily. I stand up immediately. He gives me Ryan.

Namjoon said, "Why are you here, huh? Do your job. He is hungry. Give him some milk. I'm going to the office."

"STUPID GIRL," and he starts walking towards the door. I say bye, but he doesn't answer me. I look at Ryan; he has tears in his eyes. I smile at him and make his milk and feed him. He sleeps in my arms peacefully.

I kiss him lightly and put him in his crib. His room is filled with small toys, and the beautiful and peaceful blue color is painted on the walls, looking so satisfying.

I turn off the lights in his room and come out. Then I realize I am still in my wedding dress. I chuckle sadly, but then I remember my suitcase is still in the car, and Namjoon is in the office.

" What should I do now? Should I wear his clothes?"

I went inside Namjoon's room and take some clothes from his wardrobe. I take a quick shower and wear his clothes. I look like a bear; his clothes are big for me.

His scent feels like home. I smile looking at myself in the mirror. I come out from the bathroom, set his bed, and put his worn clothes in the laundry area. I do all the house chores.

There is no maid in his house because he doesn't trust anyone. He is protective towards Ryan, thinking that maybe any maid or caretaker can harm him.

Then I clean the guest room. I say to myself, "I will sleep here tonight." My back is paining because I slept on the couch last night.

I sit on the couch while holding Ryan. I play with him, and he cries; he must be hungry. I give him milk, and he sleeps. How beautiful he is.

I smile, then I think about how I used to go to the office, but I can't go there now because I have to take care of him. I miss my friend Mia; she is my colleague also.

I text her:

" Hy how are you?"

After some time she replied:

"Hey babe I'm fine what about you"

"kinda okay"

"How was your night?"

"nothing"

"what you mean by nothing it was your first night"

"don't forget he marry
me for Ryan. He said
Don't expect anything
from me.

"Huh how can he do this you were looking beautiful in that dress it's unfair"

"Hm what are you doing"

"in office what else I can do"

"ok do your work bye"

"bye take care baby"

What should I do now? I'm getting bored. Ryan is sleeping. I can't play with him. It's evening. I should make dinner. I'm hungry. I didn't even eat lunch.