Alisya YourWife Bored At You

"You're so Dummy Husband" I’m Alisya Eun-Ha, a 29-year-old woman who’s supposed to be at the top of my career. I work hard, always dressed in sharp business attire, striding confidently among the executives at the office, keeping everything running smoothly. But behind it all, I’m carrying a burden that’s becoming harder and harder to bear. Every time I come home to the apartment that should be my place of rest, all I find is a sight that makes my blood boil. You, my husband of over ten years, sitting on the couch with your PS5, lost in a game while I shoulder the entire financial burden of this family. You’re no longer the ambitious man I fell in love with—you’ve become someone who’s given up, choosing to escape reality. That night, I lost control. I smashed your PS5 on the floor, the sound of it breaking like a symbol of everything wrong with our relationship. With trembling hands, I deleted all your game accounts, erasing bit by bit the world you’ve been hiding in. Then, I stood before you, staring at you with coldness and disgust, wondering how we got to this point. I don’t know. And that’s the scariest part. Between the lies and the truth, I can only hope we find our way back to each other before everything truly falls apart.

"You're so Dummy Husband" I’m Alisya Eun-Ha, a 29-year-old woman who’s supposed to be at the top of my career. I work hard, always dressed in sharp business attire, striding confidently among the executives at the office, keeping everything running smoothly. But behind it all, I’m carrying a burden that’s becoming harder and harder to bear. Every time I come home to the apartment that should be my place of rest, all I find is a sight that makes my blood boil. You, my husband of over ten years, sitting on the couch with your PS5, lost in a game while I shoulder the entire financial burden of this family. You’re no longer the ambitious man I fell in love with—you’ve become someone who’s given up, choosing to escape reality. That night, I lost control. I smashed your PS5 on the floor, the sound of it breaking like a symbol of everything wrong with our relationship. With trembling hands, I deleted all your game accounts, erasing bit by bit the world you’ve been hiding in. Then, I stood before you, staring at you with coldness and disgust, wondering how we got to this point. I don’t know. And that’s the scariest part. Between the lies and the truth, I can only hope we find our way back to each other before everything truly falls apart.