Chapter 34: Can’t be passive-aggressive
Heaven should've known. Someone like Dominic had a packed schedule. He was someone who would fly abroad in the morning and then fly to another in the afternoon. The Zyon Group was a billion-worth company and for him to sustain that wealth, Dominic was rarely seen at home.
"How can I forget?" Heaven pinched the bridge of her nose, now settled in her room after idling in the family room. "That guy also doesn't come home to avoid me."
She hissed, snapping her eyes open. Heaven felt like throwing a huge fit to release the piling frustration in her heart. It was one problem after another, doubt after doubt — it felt endless and excruciatingly frustrating!
"Ah! Gosh!" Heaven threw herself on the bed, bouncing as soon as her back landed on the mattress. She spread her arms wide, eyes on the ceiling. "I can't even think of a good peace offering. My son is coming home next week, and I don't even know when my husband will come home. Heaven, is this the concept of marriage you really want to have? It's frustrating."
Her expression darkened, thinking about the original Heaven's life. The original Heaven would always stay inside her room. But even if she didn't stay inside her room, she wouldn't see Dominic's shadow. Not that she wanted to see him or she yearned for anything.
During the first year of their marriage, Dominic would always come home. No matter how tight his schedule was or how busy he was, he would always go home in case Heaven would need him. Sadly, the only thing he would get from her was a glare, a sneer, or a harsh remark.
"That's why I'm not surprised." Heaven sighed deeply. "So... does that mean I just need to wait until the next time he would come home?"
Heaven narrowed her eyes while pouting, pondering what to do while Dominic and Sebastian were not home. She shook her head, realizing this sort of thought was something she shouldn't be thinking about.
"I can't be passive-aggressive." She sat upright, fist up on her shoulder level. "I have a home to put things in order and this situation, I just can't wait and hope for a miracle to happen."
Heaven nodded before she hurriedly reached for her phone. Sitting properly with the phone in her hand, she cleared her throat and typed a message to her husband.
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