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.

the next three days, Carol drifted through life like a

what exactly had happened

he responded to those

that the Miller Group

that day, Felix hadn't

to

it was raining; he was clutching his suitcase as he went downstairs, and he

clenched his fists, his lips pressed into

dismissed the other executives and approached

a fistfight, knowing Felix's

Felix offered him a cigarette, asking if he

he feared Felix, yet he was

Carol has caused

"What right do you have to say that? Who do you think you are to her?" Felix chuckled coldly,

face drained of color as he realized

claimed his place as her usband and was now eagerly Isserting

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