Chapter Eleven

After leaving Greg's room, I went to my room to get some sleep, but I couldn't. The thought of what happened earlier consumed me, from the lady's voice I heard earlier and the marks he came home with. I wouldn't lie, I felt somehow when I heard that voice, but I couldn't do anything about it anyways.

I welcomed him back as always when he came back earlier. Greg looked so disheveled, and I saw marks on his body. Yet, he still looked very handsome in that state. As the good wife, I went to take the first aid box and knocked on his door to give it to him to treat his wounds. After I had given him, I left for my room immediately.

Back in my room, I suddenly remembered something important. "Wait, he needs to take painkillers or something because of the pain he'd be going through" I thought.

The first aid box doesn't have any painkillers. I immediately went online to ask a private online community I belonged to about the painkillers one could give her husband that came back with marks on hi