Please Take Good Care of Me, Hubby.

“…It hurts.”

“……”

“Someone went at me so much I couldn’t even get a break—I just kept getting it.”

“……”

The next day, still unable to walk properly, I left the hotel on Seojin’s back and spoke right by his ear, loud enough for him to hear.

…With just a little truth behind it.

It wasn’t just a little soreness; when I tried to get up, my lower back immediately screamed, to the point that I gave up on walking.

‘It did feel good while we were doing it.’

If I’d known the aftermath would be this brutal, maybe I shouldn’t have agreed.

…No, considering how my back felt like it was about to snap as soon as I woke up yesterday, I might as well have chosen this outcome knowing full well what would happen...