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Crusher and that lingering sense of satisfaction—knowing he had stepped onto Daniel’s turf right in front of him. His little stunt, however, would have bigger consequences than he expected. Once the gossip spread and reached his wife, all hell would break loose. Alice had always handled her husband’s affairs with dignity, if that was even possible, but she had her limits. “How can you be so disgusting?” “Leave me alone, Alice.” “Daniel Crusher’s wife—right in front of everyone! You have no respect for anything!” “We’ve had this conversation a thousand times. Why do you keep bringing it up?”

"How could she hit you so hard? And you just stood there and watched, Jesse. Have you forgotten Sinead is your wife?" I was already a little upset. "She has already married someone else with your approval. Have you forgotten that?" Sinead's mother choked on her words and fell silent. After a while, she spoke again. "But that wasn't real. It was only an act. You're the only one taking it seriously." I rolled my eyes. They had all treated those solemn wedding vows as an act, but I couldn't. In fact, I found it filthy. Besides, it had been five years, and they had never told me about Zachary.

“Are the two of you having problems?” He looked toward the city skyline beyond his office windows. “Yes.” “Serious problems?” His answer came quietly. “Yes.” The silence that followed felt different this time. Heavier. More thoughtful. Finally his mother spoke. “I wondered when this day would come.” He straightened slightly. “You too?” A soft sigh came through the speaker. “Adrian, your wife spent years making life easier for everyone around her.” Her voice softened. “Eventually people become tired of being appreciated only when they stop.”

Lila: (Standing furious in the doorway, her voice shaking) "I heard enough! You won't let us be together, Dad! You won't let me breathe! Ethan and I are leaving New York! We're applying for the film program early in LA, and we're going!" Jason and Bella exchanged a look of sheer panic. The secret war had just turned into a very public, heartbreaking family crisis. They had fought so hard to save their marriage, only to find their daughter was now on the brink of walking away, straight into the path of the very danger they were trying to fight.

she said to me with an unfazed tone. "A friend?" I scoffed in disbelief, as I knew that she didn't have any friends, talk less of a male friend. She spends most of her time at home, so how on earth did she get a male friend who now takes her out? The thought of any man taking her out and spending time with her while we were still married only added to the anger that I was feeling. "And since when does a married woman have a male friend that makes her ignore her husband's call? " I thundered angrily at her.

He still stubbornly held me, which made me strike his face. At last, that managed to make him release me, but his eyes were still filled with determination not to let me go. I knew his unyielding nature too well. “Sir, I don’t know who she is. But touching someone else is a crime.” “You are my wife.” This crazy bastard. Now he was claiming me as his wife. I truly wanted to scream those words in his face, but I forced myself to control my breathing. “Your wife? Wasn’t she already dead? I don’t know who she is.”

But foolish me to slip that out of my mind. I may be the wife, but I am not loved. He was so kind to me because he should keep hold of his image as a man good to his wife. There are lots of articles that were released on that date night we had. It became a huge topic online and even how peaceful our bond inside this house is, my name's been noisy in the repugnant society.

I held my breath and waited for him to settle again before continuing my mission. But then something fell out of his pocket that immediately caught my attention. I picked it up and I felt the room spin as I realized what it was. A black lace thong. One that definitely wasn't mine. And there was only one way my husband could've gotten another woman's underwear in his pocket. Ethan was cheating on me. And for the first time since he signed the divorce papers, I was sure I was doing the right thing.

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