The Marriage She Turned into War novel Chapter 253

Abigail's gaze was unusually serious. It felt as though she wouldn't let me leave until I gave her an answer.

I smiled faintly, trying to steady my emotions as I said softly, "Ask me whatever you want. If I know the answer, I'll be honest with you."

The moment I spoke, hesitation flickered in Abigail's eyes. She paused, then asked seriously, "Do you think I'm disgusting?"

I looked up at her abruptly, at a loss for words.

Did seeing Abigail disgust me? Did I recoil at the thought of touching her? The answer was yes.

She had been involved with so many men, each of whom had shared intimate moments with her. I had even gone out to buy them condoms. What else didn't I know?

Her relationships were no secret. The thought of her being close to other men made my skin crawl, a wave of nausea welling up inside me.

Saying I wasn't disgusted would be a lie. Nearly every time I saw her, memories of those things she did came flooding back.

I thought this was something we all silently acknowledged. But I never imagined she would confront me about it so directly.

How could I respond? Should I lie to make her feel better and say I wasn't disgusted? Would that make her feel entitled to push me around, humiliate me, and control me even more?