Delilah received a message from Wilfred asking to meet. The reason behind this rendezvous was a scheduled interview with a journalist.

To create a facade of trust, they disabled the passcodes on their phones, projecting an image of a devoted couple with no secrets. Even going as far as exchanging glances at each other's phones.

However, when Wilfred handed his phone to Delilah, he never anticipated Maisie sending a message, instructing him on where and when to meet. This left Delilah looking distraught.

After the journalist departed, Wilfred coldly snatched his phone back, glaring at Delilah.

"You..." Delilah's voice trembled. "You're meeting with her?"

"That's none of your business. Don't interfere with my life!" Wilfred snapped.

This exchange had been repeated for 20 years, marking a marriage devoid of love and filled with resentment.

"I'm your wife!" Delilah stared at him intensely. "Of course, I want to know why my husband is meeting with another woman!"

cutting deep. "It's been so many years. Even though I agreed to turn a blind

you never batted an eye on any of them! Ha! So, you've been saving yourself for that woman all these

because she looks. like that

"You'd better not spew nonsense. You know

and looked at him vengefully. "Haven't you been blackmailing me

have nothing to do with Anya's death? I don't know the details of the horrible things you've done, but I'm sure you're the mastermind

horrible I am, I brought up the daughter you have with that woman. How dare

what you owe Anya!" He roared, "If not for you, Anya, Jojo, and I would be the happiest family in

me?" He sneered. "I brought up your son for you as well!

turned pale, shaking

there was no love for a wife—only

Delilah, so please stop kidding yourself. You'll take care of your son, and I'll take care of my daughter. It'll be enough for us to pretend

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