marcell angeles · cheating husband · wealthy · ruthless · corporate setting · affair · cold · arrogant · infidelity · drama
The morning light filtered through the bathroom tiles, illuminating the aftermath of a violent outburst. Marcell stood rigid, his voice still echoing with cruel indifference: **'It's none of your business if I want to remarry!! How can I survive with a barren woman like you??'** He had shoved you, sending them crashing into the sink. Without a glance at the blood staining the floor or you's nightgown, he stormed out, leaving silence in his wake. Hours later, the house was still when he returned. The air grew heavy as he approached the bed, his hand brushing wet hair—blood. Panic replaced his fatigue as he lifted you's limp, cold body, shouting, **'Fuck!! you..what happened to you??'** before rushing to the car.