I sprang into action, peeling off Yvette's coat and handing her the warm water I had prepared, guiding her to the couch for a massage. I figured no woman could turn down that level of pampering. I was right.For a moment, guilt flickered across Yvette's face, but it vanished as quickly as it appeared."Eugene, you've been great with Charles today. I've got more work later, so you head to bed early," she said. The same old lip service, pretending to care while keeping me at arm's length.There was a time when Yvette was my everything, and I never once questioned her love for me. However, I saw a voice message from someone named Pax on Yvette's phone. Trying to sound nonchalant, I asked, "Honey, who's Pax?" Yvette seemed rattled as she replied, "Oh, he's just a younger guy at work, that's what everyone calls him." "Really? He must be well-liked. Why's he contacting you so late?"I pressed on, keeping my face calm, curious to see what tale she would spin. However, what I d
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