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er to find out who was behind the sobs; it was just the two of us here

sitting, head bowed, crying next to the door.

e?" I said in a sarcastic to

er face. "What are those tears for? Did I say

to me? I'm your wife, after all! Why do you hur

idn't even lay a finger on y

, but you are hurting me emotionally!"

en't you sensitive when my mother and si

on, you'll sleep in the stockroom.

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he stockroom? I felt my tears welling up a

kitchen. I needed water; it felt

water on me again. I'm uncomfortable in the stockroom—it's clean, wit

keep my things, only to find it empty. Ma

ooking was his favorite. As I was cooking, someone cal

o, Tr

a, I need to

about my sister, we h

, and I'm damn worried. I know what really happened to Sa

he anxiety built up. What connectio

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mind. Even if I ask for pe

talk to Travis. Ho

me, just say it now. We don

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try. Where

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faked a cough to get her attention, causing her to quickly lower the phone. "Markus, I'm almost done... just wait a minute, and I'll prepare it," she stammered. I smiled at her, pretending not to mind. "No need, I'll have breakfast at the office. Just continue, don't mind me," I replied with a smile. Fully enjoy it, Serina, while I can still smile. As I was about to leave, she spoke again. "By the way, my things

na's

ter eating breakfast, I bathed and put on the clothes I laundered yesterday. It seems I only have two sets of clothes left. I quickly went out and hailed a taxi. I wasn't in a rush to see my brother-in-law, but I was afraid Markus might come home early, and I wouldn't be there. Despite him

is'

She replied firmly. I knew it. It's because of me. What I did to the siblings may be unforgivable, but I'll do everything to win her back. "What do you want me to do? I'll do it, just forgive me," I pleaded. "Marry my sister and be a father to the child in her womb. And forget about us because that's what I'm going to do." That's the last thing she said before she lost consciousness. "Ahem," I faked a cough as I got her attention, causing her to quickly put down the phone. "Markus, I'm almost done. Just wait a minute, and I'll prepare it," she stammered. I smiled at her, pretending not to mind. "No need, I'll

na's

ter eating breakfast, I bathed and put on the clothes I laundered yesterday. It seems I only have two sets of clothes left. I quickly went out and hailed a taxi. I wasn't in a rush to see my brother-in-law, but I was afraid Markus might come home early, and I wouldn't be there. Despite him

is'

eld her hand. She tried to pull away, making it even more painful. "I hope you thought about that before you touched my sister. I hope you thought about that before she got pregnant. And I hope you thought about that before you cheated on me!" She replied firmly. I knew it. It's because of me. What I did to the siblings may be unforgivable, but I'll do everything to win