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h you. I really regret having an affair with Sera. Please give me

me. He was wearing an apron, clearly fresh from cooking, as it was dirty and covered in sauce. Tyson looked dishe

te on them. It was as if they were magnets, and no matter how hard she tried to resist, her attention was always drawn back. Erin's dazzling amber eyes effortlessly left her stunned in awe. Eyes like his were r

eet

moved away. His touch didn't elicit any feelings within her, unlike Eri

ug her around the waist and kiss her cheek. She realized it was wrong to pu

g involved with her; she only made me happy temporarily, unlike you and Easter. You two make me happy without doing anything. I'm deeply sorry for breaking you

ut her heart wouldn't cooperate. It longed for something else, for reasons she couldn't understand. She was ready to give in to her h

mind was too confused, and Erin was the reason for it. His words left her dazed at unexpected moments. She hadn't been able t

tomorrow, so I fed her and put her to bed. Also, I wanted this night to be our alone tim

s, and cheese. Her mouth watered because it was her favorite, but she hesitated to eat it because it didn't look edible. Some ingredients were bu

o erase the happy smile on Tyson's face. This was the first time her husband had cooked for her because he was always busy and had no

n eat using

. "No, I'll feed

he was too tired to argue, so sh

know how many spoonfuls of salt he had put in the spaghetti sauce. She could even feel solid

ll just eat a little now," she excused, even though she hadn't eaten and was very hung

said happily. She wanted to complain as she continued to eat, fee

ood," she struggled to speak because she was holding back from vomiting

going to finish your food?" he

m to vomit everything she had eaten. She sat weakly on the tiles, having spent several minutes expelling everything from her stomach. Damn, her husband was really a terrible cook.

ng herself with a blanket after completing her skincare routine. While m

Re

earing Erin even in her dreams. Coul

eady conscious. Get up, you

p, causing her to open her eyes and see his profile. The lights were off, but sh

Eri

y. It looked like homemade food, not takeout. She loo

't eat properly because of your husband's terrible cooking. So I came home early to cook for you. I w

re you for leaving suddenly. Prioritize your job, not me. We're just strangers to each other, wh

hiding my presence?" He stopped, his eyes devoid of emotion. "I have flexible hours, so I can leave my job whenever I want. Our business c

e of what he said. She sensed something

of my responsibility as your other man. I can give you the attention and love

confusion. "What ar

e because we've just met, but I'm telling the truth. My attraction towards yo

Contin