Richard tried hard not to throw up as he listened. He set up Eleanor's plate, cutting a piece of seared steak into small bites and sliding it in front of her."She's always been like that," Richard said, his voice full of feigned disappointment and exhaustion. "Jealous, impossible to reason with... Eleanor, everything before this... It was my fault. I made you suffer so much.""Why bring that up now?" Eleanor shot him a teasing look, but she felt all warm and fuzzy inside. "As long as you now understand who truly cares about you, that's all that matters."She picked up a piece of steak and, as if something had just crossed her mind, asked offhandedly, "By the way, Richard, you and Maria... Back then... Nothing ever happened between you two, right?"Richard's hand paused for a moment as he poured the wine, then he let out a self-mocking laugh. "What happened? With a woman like her, how could I ever touch her?"Right then, right on cue, Maria "just happened" to walk into the same re
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