The Marriage She Turned into War novel Chapter 52

I pushed myself relentlessly for days to create a piece that would satisfy Miles and not let my first client down. After three intense days, I finally had created something I was proud of.

I yawned as I headed to the bathroom and prepared to wash up before winding down.

I was taken aback by my appearance when I looked at my reflection in the mirror. I was gaunt and worn out with dark circles under my eyes like twin bruises. My entire face was a hollow mask.

I heard a frantic knock at the door after I washed up and walked out of the bathroom. Each bang was louder than the last. There was even the sound of someone kicking the door.

"Samuel, open the door!" I finally realized amid the loud shouting that the person banging on the door was Abigail.

It was already 11:00 pm now. I was worried that the neighbors would be livid with me because of her aggressive pounding on the door.

Therefore, I stumbled to the door and opened it only to find Abigail staring at me with fury.

"How many times have I called you? Why didn't you pick up?" She shouted at me exasperatedly, "I thought you'd died in here!"

Her shrill voice made my eardrums throb.

I quickly pulled her into the house and helplessly said, "Come in if you have something to say. Can we please not disturb the neighbors?"

I closed the door and found her shocked as she looked at the scattered draft papers everywhere. She glanced back at me in disbelief. "You haven't checked your phone at all? Have you been here working the whole time?"

I nodded. "I need to focus when I'm working, so I didn't check my phone."

I looked at her faintly and asked rhetorically, "Was there something urgent?"

"No, I just wanted to see if you're still alive." She looked at me coldly. Her attitude remained proud and unyielding.