My Coworker Asked About My Secret Husband, I Said Strangers Chapter 03
Late in the afternoon, Brandon texted me.
[Business dinner tonight.]
This time, I didn’t reply.
That night, I didn’t prepare any hangover tea. I didn’t leave the living room light on for him.
When we were newlyweds, I thought those little things would bring us closer. They felt romantic. I’d even go to the airport to pick him up when he traveled.
I didn’t do any of that anymore.
I was about to fall asleep when I heard rustling outside the bedroom. The door opened, and our eyes met.
I looked away, walked to the bed, and didn’t say a word.
Brandon’s brow furrowed. “Why didn’t you leave the light on?”
“Electricity isn’t free,” I said.
His lips curved into a faint smile. “That frugal?”
I ignored him.
After he showered, I was still awake. His warm palm pressed against my stomach, and his arm wrapped around me from behind.
I instinctively pushed his hand away. He just held on tighter.
His voice dropped low. “Let’s have a baby.”
I went stiff, frozen in place.
That line kept echoing in my head. “Elena and I would have a kid calling me dad by now.”
I pulled his hand off me and scooted back so we were facing each other. “I don’t want a child right now, Brandon.”
He looked surprised.
A year ago, I’d hinted that I wanted a child. Now I was glad we didn’t have any.
I moved to the edge of the bed. There was enough space between us for two more people.
Ever since I’d overheard him, I’d been slowly pulling away.
I woke up at sunrise.
In the morning, when I looked at Brandon, I felt strangely uneasy.
Neither of us said anything. He gave me a long, unreadable look.
I ignored it and walked out.
I used to be stubborn about buying matching cups and toothbrushes, couple items. Seeing them in the bathroom now just made me laugh.
Before he left, Brandon told me he had a business trip. I nodded.
He was gone for a week.
The day before he came back, I was working late. He texted me: [Just landed.]
That was when I realized I hadn’t messaged him in seven days.