Elvis wasn't fazed at all. He grinned lazily and slowly pulled out his phone.

I heard a rhythmic, sawing-like sound coming from it.

"Oh, and I accidentally recorded the sound of you farting too. Do you want to listen?"

"Ah~"

I screamed, my face flushed as I lunged for his phone, but he had anticipated my move and dodged. Still, my nails scratched his hand.

Elvis winced and jumped off the bed.

I quickly threw off the covers and jumped down as well, blocking the door to stop him from leaving.

"Give me the phone."

I stretched out my hand. There's no way I could let Elvis keep such embarrassing recordings.

But Elvis was clearly intent on making me miserable.

He shook his head, wearing a smug expression. "Don't even think about it."

He reached out to pull me aside, trying to leave, but I blocked the door with determination.

"If you don't give it to me, you're not going anywhere today."

I knew Elvis had plans. Yesterday, he had received a tearful call from a woman who had been in an ambiguous relationship with him since high school. She was devastated when she found out he was getting married.

Elvis agreed and decided to meet her today.

So, I was sure that in order to leave, Elvis would hand over the phone.

I thought I could hold my ground at the door.

But I overestimated my strength and underestimated Elvis' shamelessness.

"You won't let me out, will you?" Elvis lowered his head and stared at me. "If you don't let me out, I might just kiss you."

He actually leaned in as he spoke.

I couldn't bear the thought of being kissed by Elvis, so I jumped out of the way the moment he leaned in.

With his goal achieved, Elvis smugly walked out of the bedroom.

Since our four elders had a flight today, Elvis and I took them to the airport and only parted ways there.

Elvis was off to meet his confidante.

And I...

Of course, I was going to follow him!!!

As much as I despised Elvis, he was still my husband.

If he cheats right after our wedding, it would not only embarrass me but also make me seem completely unattractive.

Of course, I also had another plan in mind.

If I could catch some 'intimate' moments between Elvis and his confidante...

Hmm...

Then I could divorce him without any hesitation.

The thought of possibly regaining my freedom excited me, and I quickly forgot about my pride.

Elvis and his confidante arranged to meet at a high-end café in the city center.