Alex's hand shook slightly with the highball glass. "You're married and still doing that stuff? Does your husband know?"I said nothing.His furrowed brow relaxed a bit. Then he scoffed, "Ha, I get it. You're bluffing to rile me up and make me come back. I didn't know you were this scheming. But we're over. Even if you claimed you had kids, I wouldn't care."He didn't have to tell me that. I knew he only cared for Betty.But back then, he pursued me, swearing he'd gotten over Betty long ago to ease my worries.His resolve touched me, and I agreed to be with him.Now, in his mouth, I was desperately clinging to him.Betty snatched my bag and dumped the trash all over the ground. "With your broke-ass vibe, you think you can snag rich folks' trash? You aren't taking even one bottle today."My hard work on my son's project was ruined, making me furious.I reached to grab the bag back, but before I could touch her, she flung herself backward and fell onto the sand."Ah, you bitch!
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