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Although I wasn’t so aroused that I couldn’t control myself, I knew I’d be humiliated if he answered the phone or left at this moment.

Logan‘ Adam’s apple bobbed as he ignored the call, leaning down to resume his kisses along my neck and collarbone.

But the phone rang again. I knew neither of us would find peace unless he answered it. Turning my face away, I whispered, “You should take it.”

His expression darkened, but he pulled the blanket over me before stepping onto the balcony with his phone. Even with the sliding door closed, I could still hear his deep voice.

“I can’t come right now. Ask the nurse to help you. I didn’t say I wouldn’t take care of you. I know it’s because of me that… Okay, stop crying. I’ll

come over now…”

A long pause followed. Then, I heard the click of a lighter. Logan was smoking–for the first time at home.

Ten minutes later, he returned, the faint scent of tobacco trailing behind him. His gaze was uneasy as he looked at me.

“Um, I have to go out for a while. Selene’s alone at the hospital. There’s no one there to take care of her,” he said, surprisingly straightforward.

My body felt cold beneath the covers. “Do you think it’s appropriate for a

man to take care of her?”

“I–I’m going to find her a nurse,” he stammered, straightening the clothes I

had disheveled.

I knew I couldn’t stop him. Embarrassment and sadness surged within me, threatening to spill over. “Logan.”

“Hm?” He looked at me, worried, probably afraid I’d cling to him. The business magnate of Judgeton, always calm and decisive, now stood before me, unsure and hesitant.

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The words caught in my throat. I forced a bitter smile. “Be careful on the

road.”

Logan hesitated for a moment before stepping closer. The warmth of his b reath brushed my forehead as his lips pressed gently against my skin.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered.

He knew his actions would hurt me, yet he still chose to leave. Maybe my tolerance had taught him that hurting me now and then wasn’t a big deal.

After he left, the fire he’d ignited in me remained. I threw myself into the bathtub, trying to cool down.

When Nora called, the passion had subsided, leaving only exhaustion as ! lay in the tub, lost in thought.

“Why is Logan at the ob–gyn? Who’s this Selene woman to him?” Nora ask

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I wasn’t surprised she’d found out. I told her everything.

Nora exploded. “A man taking care of a widow? What is he thinking? Doe sn’t he know there’s always gossip about widows? Why get involved in this

mess?”

Even Nora thought it was inappropriate. Feeling humiliated, I revealed what had just happened.

“What would you think,” I began, “if I told you he left me halfway through?”

Nora paused. “You mean you two…?”

“No. We only got halfway undressed.” I felt ridiculous saying it out loud.

Nora swore, uncharacteristically blunt. “If he could stop h alfway, it’s

she meant: ‘He doesn’t love

if he loved me, he wouldn’t rush to another woman

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you were thinking about giving up on him, right?

stayed silent. Leaving Logan might be easy,

Estate?

and Tessa treated me like their own daughter. Tessa, especially, had been like a mother to me–teaching me how to deal with my first period, even doing my laundry when I

on my

years. He always tells people you’re his wife. Maybe he’s just helping Selene out of loyalty to his best friend. He wouldn’t get involved with her, especially since she’s pregnant. He

at Logan. “What if it’s a case

sighed. “That’s possible. Your man is every woman’s

to keep his

like a lifeline. I’ll keep an eye on things tonight.

them forever. If something’s going on…” I hesitated, thinking of Logan‘ recent behavior. “It probably

it off cleanly. You’re single and gorgeous–you can still snag yourself

Logan and I never went beyond the point of

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I couldn’t control myself, I knew I’d be humiliated if he answered

bobbed as he ignored the call, leaning down to

unless he answered it. Turning my face away, I whispered, “You should take

balcony with his phone.

now. Ask the nurse to help you. I didn’t say I wouldn’t take care of you. I know it’s because

come over now…”

I heard the click of a lighter. Logan

later, he returned, the faint scent of tobacco trailing behind him. His gaze was uneasy as he

alone at the hospital. There’s no one there to take care of her,”

“Do

to take care

going to find her a nurse,” he stammered, straightening

had disheveled.

couldn’t stop him. Embarrassment and sadness surged within

looked at me, worried, probably afraid I’d cling to him. The business magnate of Judgeton, always calm and decisive, now stood before me, unsure and

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forced

road.”

of his b reath brushed my forehead as his lips pressed gently against my skin.

sorry,” he whispered.

to leave. Maybe my tolerance had taught him that hurting me

me remained. I threw myself into the bathtub, trying to

passion had subsided, leaving only exhaustion as ! lay in the tub, lost in

ob–gyn? Who’s this Selene woman to him?”

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wasn’t surprised she’d found out. I told

“A man taking care of a widow? What is he thinking? Doe sn’t he know there’s always gossip about widows? Why get

mess?”

humiliated, I revealed what

you think,” I began, “if I told you he

paused. “You mean

got halfway undressed.” I felt