Felix followed the instructions meticulously until every trace of the day's turmoil was scrubbed away.

Carol could hear the makeup artist's voice through the phone, and that familiar sense of helplessness seeped through her bones once again.

She thought her heart had grown immune to pain, but in that moment, it ached as if a knife was twisting inside it.

Men like Felix could send you plummeting to hell one second and hoist you to the heavens the next.

Her lips trembled several times, but in the end, she bit down hard, refusing to speak.

Her silence wasn't surrender-it was sheer exhaustion.

It was the kind of tiredness that felt like giving up, like saying 'whatever'.

She fell asleep soon after.

Felix showered and lay beside her.

three days, Carol drifted through life like

her, curious about what exactly had happened at the wedding, but then Felix took her phone

didn't know how he responded to those inquiries, but the

the Miller Group had demoted him, sending

day, Felix hadn't spoken a word to

the need to take care of Fiona, Felix wouldn't have let

his suitcase as he went downstairs, and he ran into Felix, who was surrounded by a crowd of fawning

his fists, his lips pressed into a thin

dismissed the other

had expected a fistfight, knowing Felix's

him a cigarette, asking if

he was also filled with rage

caused you

anger flared, and he couldn't help but sneer, "What right do you have to say that? Who do you think you are to her?" Felix chuckled coldly, "Her husband. Legally recognized."

as

ad already claimed his place as her usband

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