Never Again: A Wife's Resolve

that night. He sent a

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immediate dispute, but she knew it was far from over. Liam was a man who hated losing,

ndation she chaired, when her phone lit up again. It was Joan

at an upscale restaurant. He was laughing, leaning in toward the person

Chloe

r makeup was soft, her hair pulled back. In this light, with this expression of rapt attention on her face

ng delicate on a fork, into Chloe's waiting mouth. It was an act of casual intimac

s text

said Liam introduced her to everyone as his 'indispensable right hand.' She

ore subtle than her smashing his things but far more insidious. He was replacing her, not just

n popped up. It was an alert f

single, perfect rose lying on a table, the restaurant's logo subtly visible o

' s not about the grand gestures, but the s

e was now pretending to be moved by a single flower. It was a calculated performa

and impatience. He never socialized with them, never gave them extravagant gifts. His praise was rare and always delivered in a formal, professional context.

e to a business dinner-felt like a direct response to her actions that afternoon. He was telling her, You can destroy my things, but I can er

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her, enjoying his small rebellion, thinking he had gained the upper hand. He believed he could have his ca

vate war into a public battle, and that was a