Chapter 149

After saying that, I left the living room without looking back. I had expected Abigail to chase after me, but to my surprise, she didn't. Instead, she quickly returned to the kitchen and started cooking. I sat on a chair in the guest room, idly fiddling with my phone. All I could think about was how to escape from this place as quickly as possible. Abigail had created a prison for me, and I had to leave before I got in any deeper. Half an hour later, Abigail knocked on my door. The Abigail I knew would never be so respectful. She would always kick the door open violently and yell at me angrily. She'd ask, "Why did you lock the door? Are you trying to keep me out? Samuel, you're my man. I can do whatever I want. You have no right to stop me!" What followed was always humiliation and torment. Thinking about what had happened in the past, my heart ached even more. It felt like there was a weight on my chest, making it hard to breathe. I didn't want another conflict, so I got