It was December 12th, the day of Teresa's 34th birthday. At 7:00 am, the kitchen was already filled with the aroma of food.In the end, Silas had gone back to the restaurant and shamelessly rebooked his reservation. Not only that, but the out-of-print architectural monograph had also been neatly rewrapped, tied with a deep blue ribbon, before being placed securely on the shoe cabinet at the entrance.People were pathetic sometimes.Either way, he'd grown so accustomed to the marriage that he'd spent three years maintaining. A handful of disappointments was still too little for him to completely sever that relationship.He kept finding excuses for everything. Teresa was just too busy. It was her birthday today, and people only had one birthday each year.The bedroom door opened, and Teresa walked out wearing a striking red, custom-fitted gown. Her makeup was flawless, as if she were heading to a red carpet event. It was completely different from her usual sharp, professional attire
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