My wife, Erina Winters, froze in place at once. A look of panic flashed in her eyes as she said, "S-Sebs… I can explain…""Do these clothes need washing?" I asked, interrupting her while pointing at the pile of shirts and pants heaped on the side.Erina's face went deathly pale. She hurriedly grabbed my hand and said, "Don't be like that, Sebastian. Just let me explain."I looked at her with a faint smile playing on my lips. "Explain what? Isn't it good that I'm getting out of your hair now?"She shook her head and spoke in a cautious, tentative voice, "Aren't you mad?"I knew why she was suspicious of me.Six months ago, when I caught her cheating on me with Dustin Nielson, I had gone completely mad and printed out thousands of copies of their photos in bed, pasting them all over the company's main entrance.When she asked me for a divorce, I even stabbed her three times before climbing onto the rooftop.That day, my parents and my best friend, Jeffrey Conley, dragged a blood-
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