I froze when I heard what my husband said. The top comment I'd just read flashed through my mind, sending a sudden chill down my spine.My husband, Victor Blake, got into the car. With practiced ease, he spun the wheel, backed up, and straightened it out.Then, he parked my car just as effortlessly.I stood to the side and watched him closely.He looked completely relaxed, his expression open and calm. There wasn't a single thing out of the ordinary.We had dated for four years and been married for four. He had always been wonderful to me—so wonderful I couldn't find a single flaw.My mom died early, my dad remarried, and my stepmother saw me as a thorn in her side.I had to scrape together my college tuition by working odd jobs.Victor was my upperclassman in college. When he found out about my family, he spoiled me rotten.After graduation, he worked himself to the bone to make money. He clawed his way up the corporate ladder, going from a low-level employee to running his o
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