Chapter 54

Lillian's perspective.

Since the door couldn't be closed, I was forced to open it fully. I stared at him and said, "It's late at night, and I'm gonna go to bed."

He seemed to be drunk, as the faint fragrance of wine emanated from his body.

Panicking, I thought, "Is he trying to have sex with me? God, no. I've learned a thing or two about drunk men being more sexually aggressive. I'm still at a high-risk stage of my pregnancy too."

He steadied himself and pointed at himself, saying, "Don't you see it? I'm drunk. Dead drunk."

"Yeah, I see it... so?"

"What do you think?" Holding my neck with one hand, he drew me into his arms. As he lowered his head, his alcohol-flavored breath brushed my face. "Helping me take a bath, changing my clothes, and serving me to sleep... Aren't those the responsibilities of a wife?"

Sure enough, he was here for such a thing!

Ever since he was discharged from the hospital and I had trespassed the ancestral hall alone, the two of us had never slept on the same