"You're back?" Harry was sitting on the couch. The moment he saw me walk in, his smile disappeared. His whole demeanor turned distant, and he didn't bother asking me how I was feeling.He clearly hadn't expected me to come home so suddenly. From the look of things, he had been in a good mood before I arrived, but the second I opened the door, his face fell.This was what our marriage had become—just an empty shell."Yeah, I'm back," I casually replied.It was then that I noticed how stiff his posture looked, almost like he was subconsciously bracing himself.I frowned slightly. Then, at the next moment, I heard the sound of running water coming from the bathroom shower—someone else was in the house."Who's taking a shower?"Even though I already had a bad feeling, I still asked, holding on to a sliver of hope.But the moment Harry heard me, his expression shifted, and he quickly tried to explain."It's Sally. Her building's water got cut off for the whole week, so I brought he
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