After a shower, Michael came back in his jeans shirtless. He found his shirt and blazer on his bed. He got ready and saw Ellie who was sitting on the couch silently. He sat beside her and pulled her into his lap. She stopped resisting because it was no use.

“Why did you leave me? Is it right to leave your newly wedded husband on the bed so morning,” he whispered in a husky tone, kissing her nape.

“I left to get coffee,” she whispered, holding back her fear pouring out in tears. His eyes found the coffee cup on the table.

Ellie pov,

I never saw such an insecure...