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She used to feed him with her own hands, make dishes in which his interest was and do whatever she could do. One day when Amreet was sitting and watching television, Anjana came and sat beside him. She said Amreet, how do you feel, please explain me clearly. Amreet: Anjana, I really don't know, but sometimes I feel that something will happen with me. I will die and etc. etc. Anjana: Do you feel like crying? Amreet: Yes! Anjana: Then why do you feel shy. Cry out loud. Take out all your emotions out. Cry in front of me as much as you want. I am your wife and I must help you in every situation you pass by.

"Yes....Y-es Sir actually after the news came...her parents visited ....her mother was really angry and...she slapped ma'am....ma'am got sad after that....she wouldn't eat ....she started drinking" Ashton knew how sensitive his wife. Her entire family irritated her. "Get the car ready" "Where to sir?" "Hamilton House" ................................................. "You got a long way to go before you start learning to love yourself "

“Did he think it was too little money? Well, give him more! I don’t care how much money it takes. Get that standby heart ready!” Adam immediately scraped and bowed and apologized. “Miss Pascal, that crazy man actually claimed to be your husband! He even said…” Adam subconsciously wanted to keep all this under wraps, but he said the rest of it at Elena’s glare, “He even said that the heart belongs to your mother-in-law.”

"I've been dreaming of this moment for three years. Three years I've put up with your sad face, your lack of class, your bland cooking, your empty belly. Oh, forgive me — now it's full?" She laughs cruelly. "You think a child will change anything? Even your baby doesn't deserve to have a wreck like you for a mother." I clench my fists. I want to scream. But I don't even have that left. "Gather your rags and get out. You're finished. You are OUT. Even your husband doesn't want you anymore. He told me last night while he was fucking YOUR SISTER. And you know what? She, at least, doesn't scream like a corpse."

Without a word, my mother, Jane, set her wine glass down with a sharp clink. My father, Robert, sneered and dabbed the corners of his mouth with quiet elegance. “Catherine, that’s an interesting way to put in. Since when does putting on a show mean dragging her husband’s dignity through the mud? Haven’t you seen the entertainment headlines recently? “We haven’t exactly come out of this unscathed, have we? “She even skipped this meal and had dinner with a young actor. Who is she trying to embarrass?” Catherine’s face instantly turned deathly pale.

"Of course! I am not interested in having a relationship with women and planned to live my life as a bachelor. I never pictured myself getting married and having a family of my own. I then met my wife who moved me by her innocence and kindness. You have no idea how foolish and naive she was. Valeria pawned all her jewelry just to save me from difficulties way before she knew my true identity. She doesn't have a knack for house chores but chose to learn cooking just for me. She was a timid person but decided to sort things out with my father just to be with me. She even intended to take away her own life upon receiving news that I may be dead. My wife would not have made it through if it were

"G-Good evening, a-all of you. M-My name is Amber, I-I'm the girlfriend of M-Matthias. N-Nice to meet you..." "Matthias' girlfriend, huh? I wonder what family you belong to? Are your parents business tycoons or perhaps well-known celebrities?" a woman in her 40s suddenly asked her. "I-I'm not from a wealthy family like Matthias, m-ma'am. My parents died back when I was just a child, so now I am living with my younger sister, Amelie." The expression of everyone the moment they heard what Amber just said. "I see. Then you must be a very independent woman. Looks like that's the reason why my son fell in love with you," Matthias' father said.

“But she’s married. And from everything I’ve seen, she’s in love with her husband. She says it every chance she gets, and it’s all over the news. G****e them, if you don’t believe me.” He doesn’t give me time to argue before he starts the car and pulls into the bustling city traffic. “Sullivan. That’s her husband’s name,” Brain supplies. I pull out my phone and, within seconds, find articles and videos of Amber and Dan. Dan’s some sort of hotshot with a successful startup, and he’s always praising Amber’s influence on his business. I read a few more articles before I decide I’ve seen enough. Maybe Brian’s right. Maybe I misread her. Maybe she’s happy in her marriage, after all.

Therefore, Amber always looked for ways to make her husband disappear from this earth so that his power would remain eternal and irreplaceable. Finally, when Emily was eight years old, Amber managed to trap her husband, leading to a fairly serious tragedy. This was the beginning of Amber's pretense of adopting Emily and initially being kind to her in order to persuade her to live with her. Amber was a little hesitant to eliminate Emily because she was still too young, and at that time, she felt a sense of compassion for the little girl. Even Amber felt angry at herself for suddenly lacking the courage and firmness to eliminate the girl named Emily.

I nodded and absorbed the information. “I wasn’t sure though, so I told my father, after all of these years, he could not get over you—” “I was so worried about you Amber, especially after you went up to that roof, you were never the same, How is your husband?” He asked with a straight face and I almost sobbed. “My husband? My husband is married to someone else, Nathan,” The man’s face crumbled. “Everyone has moved on except us. Everything has changed. But I have a little girl now, she is my entire life,” I added.