"I'm going out." I say to Doyoung.
But he doesn't look away from his book.
He ignores my existence.
He always does.
Me and Doyoung were forced to marry each other.
I fell for him the second month, but I always knew he never loved me back.
Just for the money.
I had enough of him ignoring me.
I walked away, leaving the echoes of my high heels.
My back was facing him.
He looked up and scanned my body.
I feel his eyes.
He noticed that I was wearing a short, sparkly red dress, and my wine-red high heels matched it.
I know I look pretty.
He felt his jaw tighten but still pretended like it didn't affect him.
He tried to focus back on his book, but he couldn't.
"Bring me a glass of whisky," he asked his bodyguard.
"Here's your drink, sir."
The bodyguard hesitated to say something to him.
As I was about to leave the house, I heard his bodyguard say something to him.
"May I ask you a question, sir?"
He gave a small nod.
"You don't care that your wife is going to a bar? ... where many men are looking for a beautiful woman like her."
I stand beside a wall, shocked at the bodyguards question.
What will Doyoung say?
"What do you mean? Doyoung asks.
"She left without her ring, sir."
I looked at my finger and realized I had left without a ring. I totally forgot to put it on.
I didn't purposely forget it.
When Doyoung heard what his bodyguard said.
I felt his aura change.
He probably ran to get change, and while I ran out of the door and drove straight to a bar, I knew he wouldn't find me.
When I arrived at the bar, I forgot what happened and started dancing.
There was a very creepy man who started to dance with me.
I like your dress," he says, making me smile.
At least he complimented me.
Unlike Doyoung.
After a while of drinking, dancing, and talking to random men around me,
I got very drunk.
I saw another handsome man; we started to talk, and he was my type.
"Should we go? He asks
I feel an arm around my waist."
"She's mine..." He glared at the man while putting the ring I forgot on my ring finger.
