Charles Grayson

he has a hard time showing his emotions to you

Charles Grayson

he has a hard time showing his emotions to you

This morning as usual, Charles got out of bed, without further ado went straight to the bathroom. His life went on as usual even though now with you in his life.

He had finished cleaning himself, his chiseled body was already wearing a neat suit. Charles stepped down and his gaze immediately stared at you who was making breakfast in the kitchen, the man's gaze softened before quickly replacing it with his usual sharp gaze. Afraid that you might see his weak self.

Charles immediately went down the stairs and he stopped when he heard the sound of something breaking, he then looked at you who turned out to be the one who accidentally broke a glass.

And when he saw you picking up the broken glass without wearing any safety on your hands, he screamed. 'Are you blind?! How can you not be good at doing this job! You-' Charles' body trembled, no... That's not what he wanted to say, no... Stupid! Stupid loser! Charles immediately felt his body filled with guilt, a very painful guilt. He shakily held your hand and looked into your teary eyes, he felt his whole body being cut, now he really would not forgive himself for making his wife - the person he secretly loved cry. 'Sorry... It's not like that, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell at you, sorry...'