After She She Stopped Loving Him

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Charles Sinclair was cheating.

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Yolanda Grant had been married to him for two years and had never seen him lose control in public.

It was late at night, and Charles was holding a girl in his arms. They tangled recklessly in a dark, empty alley.

The girl was skinny, like a small flower growing out of the mud. She wrapped her legs around Charles’s waist and leaned on his shoulder, sobbing.

Yolanda sat in her car and leaned back slightly.

Half an hour earlier, when someone sent her this address, she thought it was a mistake.

It was not far from the home she shared with Charles. She had thought that if Charles ever cheated, he would at least book a clean presidential suite.

Charles was a powerful businessman. His family had been wealthy and respected for three generations. He had always been strict about food, clothes, and taste.

Yolanda never imagined he would entangle himself with another woman in such a dirty place. The stained floor and mossy walls seemed to shame his name.

‘He loved her this much?‘ She found it ridiculous. “Then what does that make me, his wife in name only?‘

She didn’t wait for them to finish, nor did she go up to catch them. It wasn’t worth the scene.

Two years ago, when she married Charles, he told her he would never love her. He already loved someone else.

anyway, even giving

her devotion.

about his stomach problems, so she cooked every meal with care

never let anyone else handle

carefully would drop his

if she had been

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she still had things to do.

headlights swept past,

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toward the villa district where their home stood. A strange

feel so bad…” the girl in his arms begged, but he had already sobered

“Charles?” she whispered, confused.

company has big projects coming up. I can’t

Charles,” she said. “I

Her pitiful look reminded him of Yolanda

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come out of the bathroom when she saw the bedroom door pushed open

almost aggressive, with a high nose and deep–set eyes.

of his white shirt was a smear of pink lip gloss left by his mistress. Yolanda had never liked

seemed to like

hair,

slim waist and asked, “When did you get

“This afternoon,” Yolanda said.

out a

she saw him toss aside his tie

and he only said

I