Intimate Conspiracy

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housekeeping, but she would sometimes fill in as the receptionist. That wa

wanted her to get pregnant after the wedding, so she had to resign to take care of their future home. Froila

ith her neighbors. She did not want to tell Froilan. She was scared he mig

usier and rarely got time to spend with her. He said he was doing it for their future. Once he had saved up, he would quit his job and start

nest to herself, it

keeper for a doctor living in a big, fancy house. His only company was Nancy, the cook. He was a widower, and he u

ed younger for a fifty-year-old man. He was twenty-five years sen

as not just imagining it, was she? She could feel Dr. Rodriguez’s gaze through her s

ssmen and politicians checking in, but she was not interested in them. T

” he asked when she thoug

g room. Gary was wearing plain clothes, but

seat. “N-no, sir. But I am

nod

man. I mean,

as not like she had not heard it before. But when Dr. Rodriguez said it, it

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d at his lu

ll day, but I still have an appointment.

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hired? Just like that?

orking young lady. I don’t have any reason not to entrust my h

oka

oth st

riguez! I promise to do my

his hand. “I would appreciate

you’re

at’s an

y’s hand nevertheless. Her heart s

his happen

t to his lips and kissed her knuckles. Arissa swore tiny bolts of elect

you around

hen Gary finally left. Her heart

a cleaned one of

f hours, but Arissa stayed to eat and chat with Nancy because she loved to hear her stories, especially

nted to contradict Nancy and ask her what the look Gary gave her when they first met was. S

nd she was the cook at Ga—Dr. Rodriguez’s

hat,” he replied in

you o

as always busy. I’m sorry I can’t join you

Arissa said in a

e, okay?” He gave her a quick ki

iet and watched Froi

alone. She should not be upset with Froilan, should she? He