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Angeline felt a sharp pang in her heart as she forced a laugh. "Why?"

Jay was indignant.

Why should a seven-foot-tall man like him submit to his wife when he was the one questioning her for returning home late?

"Answer my question first. Why did you come home so late?"

Angeline replied, "I was working overtime."

Jay sneered. The excuse that this woman gave was simply too flimsy. "Why didn't you pick up my calls then?"

Angeline answered, "I didn't hear my phone ringing."

Jay sprung up from the couch and roared furiously. " Can you be honest with me, Angeline?"

Angeline asked weakly, "Do you trust me 100 percent then?"

Jay turned and left abruptly in anger. When he walked past her, he spoke between gritted teeth, "The stamps I gave Sera were fakes."

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