“So what if I have a black belt already? There’s something called lifelong learning. It’s the same for Taekwondo—to constantly compete with people who are stronger than us—the competitive spirit of sports. How could I give up after one failure.”
He did not have a high educational background, nor was he good with words. Hence, Nancy would often gain an upper advantage when it came to defending her own decisions.
However, at that point, both of them were brooding on the topic of Taekwondo—Nancy insisted that she wanted to continue, while Caspian insisted for her to quit.
Caspian was fuming with rage as he sensed that Nancy would drift away from him if she continued to practice Taekwondo.
“I want you to stop.” This time around, his tone was sterner.
“You want me to give up?” Nancy clarified as she did not expect Caspian to be so persistent.
Caspian avoided her gaze and moved forward to check out her injury. However, Nancy moved her leg off the stool to avoid his hands. He froze in position as he was taken aback.
“Does it mean that I’d have to stop doing whatever you’re unhappy with in the future?” Nancy questioned.
“You know that’s not what I meant,” Caspian explained frantically.
“Then what do you mean?” Nancy asked in a gentler tone as she noticed his apologetic expression.
“I think that as a wife, you should place your family first. Look at this. You’ve injured your leg because of Taekwondo. It’s causing unnecessary issues. If you had quit the sport earlier, you wouldn’t have injured yourself.”
That was the day that Caspian spoke the most fluently in his entire life—even he himself felt convinced by his words. However, it seemed to fuel Nancy’s rage.
“Unnecessary? What are you saying? I don’t understand a single word.” Nancy was trying hard not to burst out in anger.
Nancy stood up. Caspian was worried about her injury and wanted to hold her, so he reached out his arms in an attempt to help her.
However, Nancy shrugged his hands off and exclaimed, “Do you mean that taking care of me is a burden to you?”
“Why are you thinking this way? You know that’s not what I meant!” Caspian exclaimed.
“I’m sorry. I guess I’m not smart enough to understand your words,” she said sarcastically. She adjusted her slippers and explained, “All I feel was your lack of understanding towards my hobby and your disdain towards me. Don’t worry. I won’t bother you with my injury. You should use the time to help Larry instead.”
She headed to the room without turning back.
Caspian could not comprehend the situation and felt that there was an invisible wall between Nancy and him.
He sat on the seat that Nancy was on and felt her warmth—it was as if it could shorten the distance between them.
