Jess POV
I’m tired of going through this every day, but if I stop, I’ll be the one who looks like the bad wife.
Maximus has been getting on my nerves lately. He’s been coming home later and later, always with the same excuse: “Too much to do at the office.” As if I’m buying that nonsense.
When we first got married, there was always that love-filled look in his eyes when he looked at me, but now…
It feels like his love for me is starting to fade, and I need to figure out why.
Why isn’t he looking at me the way he used to?
"Do you seriously have to come back so late?" I snap, my anger boiling over as I glare at Maximus. "You don’t even give your child a goodnight kiss anymore. You don’t read her bedtime stories. I don’t know what kind of father you’re becoming, but I’ve had it up to h
