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Chapter 20: Another Woman

Author: celestialhope
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-07 13:09:14

“You’re late again.”

Celina’s voice was flat—too flat. She stood by the kitchen counter, her arms rigid at her sides, eyes tracking Gabriel’s every move as he walked in and casually tossed his keys onto the console table.

Gabriel blinked, caught off guard by the cold reception. “Love, I told you I had to stay at the office—”

“No. Don’t ‘love’ me.” Her voice broke through the lie like glass cracking under pressure. “You weren’t at the office.”

He froze, coat still halfway off his shoulder. “What are you talking about?”

“I saw the photos, Gabriel.” Her voice trembled—anger, pain, disbelief wrapped into one.

He shifted. “What photos?”

Celina stepped closer, pulling her phone from her pocket. She opened the gallery and held it up. “This. You. Her. Mr. and Mrs. Gabriel Reyes at the Business Leaders Gala.”

His jaw tensed. “It’s not what you think—”

“It’s exactly what I think,” she snapped. “Stop lying. I’ve seen her LinkedIn. I’ve read the article—‘Power Couple: Gabriel and
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