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Chapter 32

Averill runs as fast as she can, passing through the warm greetings of the people who admire her and the cold gazes of the people who recognize her from the scandal last time. She could not even bother smiling back at some because of the rain that was about to fall in her system.

She understands too well why she feels like this, like crap. She's the wife, even though just on paper. She's the wife, even though it was all for necessity.

She's still the wife, but she feels like a homewrecker who saw her fling reuniting with his wife.

Averill stops when she arrives at the rooftop. The clear blue sky is not sympathizing with her, projecting very good weather today.

Thankfully, there was no one there. It's currently work hours, so the employees are probably at their places, doing their assigned jobs.

'Damn it, Averill. Damn, these fucking feelings!' she hits her chest and hits and hits it again until she feels the physical pain more than what she feels inside it.

But even after some
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