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Chapter 64: Stay Out of My Marriage
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2026-05-03 22:38:32
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Rewrite My Fate Chapter 64: Stay Out of My Marriage
I know Victoria’s schedule like the back of my hand. She doesn't believe in the Sabbath.. To her, Sunday is just a day where the rest of the world is too lazy to compete, which makes it the perfect time to sharpen her claws and make sure her poison is deadly enough. She stays in the office from nine to two, followed by a boutique fitting where she demeans a tailor, and ending with a spa treatment that involves the tears of a thousand orchids. I used to be the one carrying her bags and absorbing her insults just for extra pay. But I stopped when I married Daniel and started to fall sick. Dave keeps catching my eye in the rearview mirror, his expression unreadable, but I don't offer him anything. I don't have anything left to give. My heart feels like it has been taken out and filled with liquid nitrogen. “We're here, ma'am,” Dave says as the car glides to a halt in front of the towering glass building. The building is nearly empty. The weekend crew of security guards are the
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