Chapter 770 I'm A Jerk, And I'm Sorry For Her

Monica's own husband, the person closest to her, and the one she slept next to every night, never truly loved her. What could be more heartbreaking than that?

Malcolm was such a sensible person, and he didn't even want to pretend that he loved her. He wasn't going to fake it just to make her happier. This characteristic of his was inherited by both Ethon and Colin.

"Look, only people like you who have never fallen in love with someone would say something like this. It's quite normal." Malcolm sneered. Normally, he was a pretty calm and gentle person. He almost never got angry. If Monica hadn't gotten on his nerves, he never would have said anything like that.

"Malcolm... You!" Monica trembled with anger. She was too furious to say anything.

Malcom maintained the cold look he had on his face. He was tired of acting as a loving and caring husband to Monica for so many years.

"From now on, we're sleeping in separate rooms. You can sleep here, and I'll sleep in the guest room." Then he stood up and walked past her. He didn't even look back as he left.

"Ha-ha... I agree. You have the right to make that decision. You and I have been pretending to be this great, admirable couple for years, and now you're tired. I understand. All men are bastards anyway. When you were young, you couldn't control yourself, and you would sleep with beautiful women left and right. Deep inside, all you wanted was to stay with your beloved woman forever. Can you see how much of a jerk you are?" Monica's mocking voice came from within the room. A trace of loneliness could be detected in her tone.

"Yes, I'm a jerk, and I feel sorry for her." Malcolm remained motionless as he slowly clenched his fists.

"You feel sorry for her? Then what about me? Don't you feel sorry for me? Since you never loved me, why did you marry me?" Monica was fuming. No matter how stubborn and arrogant she was on the surface, at the end of the day, all she wanted was to be loved.

"You know exactly why I married you, right?" Malcolm sneered, refusing to turn around.

Malcolm and Monica had known each other since they were young. Since then, Monica had already liked Malcolm. She'd wanted to marry him ever since she wa

it out. Don't beat around the bush. I'm tired."

Monica curled her lips. For a moment, she couldn't say anything. Faced with his calm demeanor, she didn't know how to release the anger that was boiling inside her.

"Well... Can we still sleep in the same room?" Monica's voice softened a little bit as her face lit up.

Malcolm pressed his lips together. For a while, he didn't say anything. He lowered his head and thought for a while. Then he said, "Can you promise me that you won't get involved in Ethon's personal life anymore?"

Monica was rendered speechless.

'It's true that fathers are always connected to their sons. He's still thinking about Ethon even at a time like this? He may not be a good husband, but he's definitely a good father, ' she thought to herself.

"I'll try. I have to admit that liking Fiona isn't going to be easy. She's not so pleasant, you know. She talks back to me and is pretty rude. I don't like her." Monica compromised. After all, she didn't want to lose her husband. Even after everything, she still loved him. She didn't know what she would do if she lost him.

"She only talked back to you because you provoked her first. You kept ridiculing her. If I were in her place, I wouldn't have been able to stand any of that. I would have given up a long time ago. If anything, Fiona seems tolerant and patient. She has a good temper," Malcolm analyzed. Since he was a bystander, he was able to observe the situation quite well.