Without hesitation, I slipped into my pajamas and left the room.After five years of marriage, I knew Clara's temper well. She seemed gentle, but in reality, she was domineering. I had to be obedient like a pet if I wanted her to treat me kindly. After defying her repeatedly today, I was certain she would be furious.When I saw the suitcase Sarah had thrown away, I understood that no amount of effort as a stepfather could ever make me truly belong.I really should leave.After booking a flight to Parville for tomorrow, I found a guest room and went to sleep.I woke up at 6:00 am sharp.Clara didn't like the maid's cooking. She only ate what I made. For five years, I had cooked for her and Sarah every single day. It had become a part of my routine. Today, I ignored the habit, closed my eyes, and went back to sleep.I didn't know how much time had passed before a sudden bang broke the silence. Clara shoved the door open and roared, "Bruce, why didn't you wake Sarah and me this m
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