Too Late For Regret: His Telepathic Wife

For six years of marriage—ten years of knowing him— I had quietly endured my husband Easton's sarcasm and that tongue of his, which wounded without ever drawing blood—only because I have a gift: I can hear the desperate, soundless pleading at the bottom of his heart.

When he belittled me in front of the whole company at the annual gala, I heard him screaming inside:

【Blair, I love you too much! I don't want anyone coveting you! I will never let anyone take you from me!】

So I swallowed the humiliation whole and bore the laughter of the room.