My husband can hear my inner thoughts.

I was passing soap to my husband in the shower when I couldn't help thinking:

Wow, it's pink.

He froze.

Then he nearly killed me with that bar of soap.

1

That evening, James came home.

I went to the door to greet him, signing with a big smile: Welcome home, darling.

James walked right past me without even a glance, like I didn't exist.

Looking at his back, I silently cursed:

Are you blind?

Can't see your own wife?

James suddenly stumbled.

He stopped, turned back to look at me.

I immediately switched from my annoyed face to a bright smile, signing: What's wrong?

His eyes darkened as he looked me up and down, then said:

"Nothing."

2

My name is Emma Carter. I'm the second daughter of the Carter family.

Born unable to speak, I was the least valued child at home.

Two months ago, the Wilson family arranged a marriage alliance with my family.

Initially, my dad wanted my sister to marry into the Wilson family.

My sister was even blushing with affection for the Wilson heir.

But unexpectedly, the young Mr. Wilson pointed at me in the corner and said emotionlessly: "I want to marry her."

I didn't even have time to process what was happening.

When I turned around, I saw my sister staring at me with hatred in her eyes.

3

On our wedding night, James and I slept in separate rooms, but I wanted to take things further.

At 1 AM, I sneaked into his bedroom.

To my surprise, he wasn't asleep at all.

In the darkness, James's voice was low and harsh: "Get out."

I was startled, almost collapsing to the floor.

James turned on the bedside lamp.

In the dim light, his chiseled features were hidden in shadows.

I pointed at myself, playing dumb: Me?

James understood my gesture and replied: "Who else is here besides you?"

I stood up straight, shoulders back, and signed to him:

I want to sleep with you.

"..."

James got out of bed, his large hand suddenly gripping my face.

I didn't dare move.

His ice-cold voice sounded next to my ear:

"I married you because you're quiet, no other reason. Behave yourself, don't do anything inappropriate."

4

On the outside: Waah, you scared me!

On the inside: Hehe, I'll try again.

James really misjudged me.

The quiet personality was just an act; I'm actually quite rebellious.

The more James forbids something, the more I want to do it.

We're married, what's so inappropriate about it?

Still, I couldn't push too far, so I just rehearsed various scenarios in my mind.

A week ago, I was daydreaming as usual when James suddenly walked past me.

I felt guilty immediately.

I stumbled sideways and my head bumped against his chest.

It felt like my soul quivered inside me.

James steadied me: "Be careful."

5

Since then, I noticed James had changed.

He became irritable and would glare at me for no reason.

I wasn't doing anything wrong.

For example, when we were having breakfast together.

I glanced at James:

His shirt buttons are about to pop off.

Those pecs are definitely a man's best dowry.

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