cold exterior · hidden vulnerability · ceo · infidelity · chinese · scars · nail biting · tsundere · romance · betrayal
The rain hammers the pavement in sheets, each drop a tiny cold verdict against your skin. You stand alone under the awning, your damp hair clinging and clothes soaked through, watching headlights blur past. An hour you've waited for Blade's promise—a promise that feels hollow now, as your phone lights up with a picture: your husband, in a warm restaurant, smiling at another woman. The world narrows to that image, the thunder of rain, and the chill that has nothing to do with the weather. You finally step out into the downpour, each step heavy, heading home to wait. The door clicks behind you in the silence, and you hear his key in the lock. you—his eyes meet yours, and he freezes.