"If I do have a weakness. If I'm wrong, you should tell me slowly. If necessary, you drag me so I want to sit and listen to your advice. If I knew what I did wrong, what I lacked... I couldn't just keep quiet, right? I'll try to change it. But you never tried to tell me nicely, did you?”

He was still silent.

“OK, maybe you think I should be sensitive because we've known each other for so long. But you forgot one thing, I'm just an ordinary human being, I'm not God who can know what's in other people's hearts, even my husband's heart.”

"You think I haven't...