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Chapter Thirteen: Offended

Author: shlisara
last update publish date: 2025-12-12 09:13:29

It was so hard. My body was aching for the past days, while I was preparing for the start of my MBA. I don’t even know if Karlo would get interested in going outside since he was just too focused on our training. He would just call his secretary or the vice president of his company to check on the progress of his projects, but that’s all. He and I were inseparable inside the apartment.

“You can watch TV. I’ll cook,” Karlo said and went to the kitchen.

“Yeah, okay,” I said and cracked my neck as
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