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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.

stop h alfway, it’s either because he’s incapable

I knew what she meant: ‘He doesn’t love

loved me, he wouldn’t have left me like that. And if he loved me,

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with Selene was one thing, but he’d

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said you were thinking about giving up on him, right? Just do it.

might be

Estate?

been like a mother

up on my

you’re his wife. Maybe he’s just helping Selene out of loyalty

about the way Selene looked at Logan. “What if it’s

man

Logan needs to keep his distance,” Nora

cling to any kindness like a lifeline. I’ll keep an eye on things tonight. Nothing

shift. “It’s fine. Just go home after work. You can’t watch them forever. If something’s going on…” I hesitated, thinking of Logan‘ recent behavior.

it off cleanly. You’re single and

chuckled faintly. If that happened, should I be grateful Logan and I never went beyond the point of no return?

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

he ignored the call, leaning down to resume his kisses along my

knew neither of us would find peace unless he answered it. Turning my face away, I whispered, “You should take

stepping onto the balcony with his phone. Even with the sliding door closed, I could still hear his deep

right now. Ask the nurse to help you. I didn’t say I wouldn’t take care of

come over now…”

a lighter. Logan was smoking–for the first

he returned, the faint scent of tobacco trailing behind him. His

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

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

to take care

her a nurse,” he stammered, straightening the

had disheveled.

stop him. Embarrassment and sadness

I’d cling to him. The business magnate of

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forced a bitter

road.”

of his b reath

he whispered.

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

ignited in me remained. I threw myself into the bathtub, trying

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

ob–gyn? Who’s this Selene

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she’d found out. I told her

he thinking? Doe sn’t he know there’s always gossip about widows? Why get involved in this

mess?”

was inappropriate. Feeling humiliated, I revealed

began, “if I told you he left me

“You mean you

undressed.” I felt ridiculous saying it out