Eighteen

I was trying to be nice. After having issues with Tanya, I had decided to turn back to my old self. But, for some reason, I still wanted to give life a chance. However, if this woman kept on nagging this way, she would push me to the edge of my irk.

"Okay, why couldn't you go out there to visit her?" I dropped my hands on my waist, glaring even harder. 

She squeezed her face like a frustrated old woman, and huffed. "Told you I don't wanna leave the mansion after that moronic chic embarrassed me at our wedding. She had that posted on her social media. She ruined my reputation."

"Reputation?" I scoffed. "Who're you? What's your background? I know nothing about those. Getting married to you was only because my aunt told me you're a good girl, and your family is great. So,