I added, "If you're really sorry, then don't mess with my happy life anymore. Neither my husband nor I want to see you again."Shawn's eyes welled up with regretful tears as I walked away.This time, I didn't look back.That night, Byron pulled me into our room as soon as he got home.He stared at me, all serious.I blinked. "What's with the grumpy housewife vibe?"Byron huffed, "Not funny, you little heartbreaker. Did Shawn come looking for you again?"His question sounded certain, and I finally understood his bad mood.I tickled his palm, answering honestly, "Yeah, he did.""What did he say this time?" he pressed.I chuckled, teasing him. "He said he doesn't care if I'm married or have a kid. If I forgive him and get back with him, he'll treat Edith like his own."Byron's jaw clenched. "Doesn't he think I don't exist? Edith's got a dad—me. I'll make him back off.""What're you gonna do?" I asked.Next thing I knew, Byron pinned me to the bed. "Why do you care? You still
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