My Husband's Christmas Affair
"Mr. Clark, it's all my fault. I twisted my ankle when I got out of the car, and now, I can't spend Christmas with you properly."
"Come now, Peyton. Don't say that. Twisting your ankle is serious. I'm heartbroken for you. Besides, I don't mind spending Christmas in the hospital. By the way, I already bought that diamond necklace you wanted."
"Oh, you're so naughty…" Peyton giggled as Christian comforted her gently, completely unaware that I was standing in the shadows.
Overwhelmed by sadness and anger, tears streamed down my face.
Our daughter was still lying in a hospital bed with a high fever, yet Christian was here flirting with his assistant. He did not care about Juni's well-being at al
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