Chapter 6
“Ma‘ am, I’m sorry, but all these are fake.”
I stood there, completely stunned.
Without missing a beat, I pulled out all the gold, silver, jewelry, and accessories that Sean had given me over the years of our marriage. I watched as they examined each piece meticulously. By the time they finished the appraisal, the staff had fallen into an awkward silence.
“Ma‘ am, these are also fake.”
I couldn’t help but sneer, a hint of self- mockery flickering in my eyes. ‘Sean, is this what you call love? So cheap.’”
Later that day, Sean informed me,
“Michelle, I’ll be going on a business trip for a few months to negotiate a big deal. You just stay home and rest.”
“I’ll spend time with you when I get
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back. Be good,” he added with a smile.
I spent the entire day waiting in the living tal room, hoping Sean would explain.
Instead, I received this message: [Since stunthat’s the case, let me surprise you as
pull
well.]
ccesFeeling frustrated, I texted Grayson: [Same ehotel, same place. Tonight, no one leaves ventil we’re drunk.]
That night, Grayson and I ended up drinking too much, our faces flushed from the alcohol. His palms were sweaty, but he fal held me tightly, treating me like a priceless.
reasure.
‘Did you wear it?” he asked softly.
At that crucial moment, I stopped him.
Grayson’s eyes softened with tenderness
s he said, “Michelle, let’s have a hild.”
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Two months later, Sean returned,
pretending to have just returned from his
business trip.
Little did he know that Veronica had already been sending me messages, frequently updating me on their flirtatious and affectionate escapades. I had grown immune to their attempts, but Sean was still lost in his little world.
He tried to open the door with his suitcase, only to find the lock had been changed.
He frowned deeply. “Why would the lock be changed for no reason?”
Desperate, Sean knocked on the door.
When I opened it, he smiled gently. “Baby, I missed you so much…”
But just as he was about to hug me, his smile froze. He stared blankly at my pregnant belly, his eyes turning red
instantly. “Michelle, you‘ re pregnant… whose is it?”
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In recasually caressed my belly and replied, stretur Well, it’s not yours.”
jean froze, his face draining of all color, it Venale as a ghost. “No, no way. Tell me, what me mgoing on here?”
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Ties.
nagitation, he rushed toward me,
nocking over his suitcase, which clattered
idly to the floor.
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had beend
Michelle, you‘ re joking with me, right? loor with
are you preparing a surprise for me?” demanded. But before he could finish, “Why quickly denied himself. “I… I haven’t asoniched you in two months. How could you
pregnant?”
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