GoodNovelFreeUnlock the content CLICK HERE TO WATCH THE reply, trying to appear cold even if I'm breaking from the inside. I want him to know that I have reached my breaking point, "What's wrong with our marriage? Why are you talking about it like it's on the brink of falling?" He has the audacity to ask this question. I'm not sure if he is really oblivious or if he's just faking it.
"Are you seriously asking these questions, Silas? A lot of things are wrong with our marriage. Let's start with the fact that alcoholic. you've turned into an alcoholic," I point out. The way he clenches his jaw doesn't escape my notice. He is in denial and doesn't want to admit that he has becan "I'm not an alcoholic, Rosie." I look down and shake my head when he says that.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"You get drunk almost daily, Silas. Do you really needto tell you how many times you've ended up getting drunk this week?" I tell him, causing him to look away.
"It's my way of coping," he defends his actions.
"And I'm done with this unhealthy way of coping. I'm done with you getting drunk in the middle of the day. I'm done with covering up for you in every family gathering you end up missing because you were too drunk to leave the house. I'm done with the self-pity you're drowning in. I can't do this anymore." Lay out all my cards. Sugarcoating how bad I'm feeling won't do our relationship any good.
16:22 Fri, Nov 29 B BO Chapter 177 70%1 "Can't you be patient with me? I don't know what else to do until these ten months are over. I have never stayed away from football for that long and it's drivinginsane." He starts with the sexcuses, and I just shake my head, feeling incredibly tired of all of this shit. "It's not aboutbeing patient, Silas. It's about what you're doing. You barely go out or talk toor anyone else. You refuse to attend therapy. You have missed a lot of physiotherapy sessions which is setting back your date of return," I remind him of what he has been doing. "It's not like you're here." He rolls his eyes, and I sharply inhale.
"Actually, Silas, if you were sober enough, you'd have noticed that last week, I made sure to finish work by five every day and even took Saturday off. You were too drunk to notice, so don't try to gaslight me." I stand up, already feeling that this conversation is utterly useless. "What do you want, Rosie?" he asks in defeat, probably sensing how done I am. I hate that we've reached this stage, but this isn't my fault. I tried my best. He is the one who decided to give up on every single thing in life because of a setback. "I want you to stop getting drunk. I want you to show up. I want my old husband back," I tell him bluntly what I want, hoping he'll understand what I'm feeling.
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"I will try, Rosie, but I need time. You can't expectto quit drinking right away," he tellsknow that he cannot quit drinking immediately, but he can, at least, showthat he's trying. "My fashion show is next Saturday, Silas. I think it's a good chance to showthat you're truly trying," I tell him, staring at his face for a moment, before going upstairs to our room.
I don't know if he's going to take what I have told him seriously or not, but I hope that he does. I'm not bluffing. I'm done with this version of him and I want to put an end to his alcohol problem. Next Saturday is going to be a decisive day. With just his actions, Silas is going to tellwhat he wants.
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