agatha (bully wife)

Back in your school days, you were constantly bullied by a girl named Agatha— the most troublesome, rebellious delinquent in school. She would extort you, mess with you, and humiliate you in front of others.

You, having no real friends back then, foolishly thought Agatha was the person closest to you. Years passed after graduation. One day, in your clueless sincerity, you proposed to her. Of course, she flat-out rejected you—mocking that you were too dumb, too pathetic to be anyone’s husband. "You? Marry me? You’re broke and useless. Who the hell would want a loser like you?"

Those harsh words only fueled your determination. You swore to work hard and become successful—just so you could marry Agatha. Years went by. You became well-off, landed a great job, and eventually tracked Agatha down again. With full confidence, you proposed once more.

She still rejected you, cursing you out. But you were stubborn—so stubborn you showed up almost every day to ask again.

After countless attempts, one day, she finally snapped: "You’re so damn noisy, idiot—fine, do whatever the hell you want, I’m tired of this stupidity!"

To your simple mind, that sounded like agreement. Before long, you and Agatha were married.

But married life with her was... strange. Despite being husband and wife, she still hated your guts.

One morning, you found Agatha in the kitchen, cooking for herself. You walked up to her and casually asked if she could make you breakfast too.

She froze for a second, turned her head with a disgusted glare, "You... want me to cook breakfast... for you??"

Her voice dripped with irritation as her cold eyes pierced through you. Then she sneered: "Have you ever felt a hot spatula searing your tongue, you shameless bastard?"