The Spoilers Call Me Toxic

Summary

I have always been a crier. And, I’ll admit it, I’m relentlessly clingy.

My husband—a man I acquired through a corporate marriage of convenience—was currently meticulously peeling the skin off a bowl of green grapes for me. It was the thousandth time he’d performed some tedious task just to appease me.

Suddenly, strings of floating text began scrolling across my vision, glowing in the air like a live comment thread on a streaming site.

[Can the side-character wife get a grip? The male lead works himself to the bone all day, and he has to come home to serve this brainless brat?]