At the airport, just as I was checking my ticket, someone forcefully grabbed me from behind and wrapped their arms tightly around my waist. As soon as I saw who it was, a wave of revulsion washed over me. I struggled with all my might.Benedict looked at me with tears of joy streaming down his face. The elation of having found me again surged through him. He said excitedly, “El, you’re alive! Thank God!”My wounds had barely begun to heal. His sudden movements tore the stitches open and caused blood to seep out.Benedict carefully released me, as if I were a fragile treasure.“El, where are you flying to?”I shook him off with a disgusted expression.“Mister, I don’t even know you. Back off, or I’m calling the police.”Benedict stared at me in disbelief.“El! What are you saying? It’s me, Benedict! I’m your husband, your lawfully wedded husband!”Desperate to prove it, he reached for my hand and accidentally knocked my ID card.Overjoyed, he snatched it up before I could.
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