Ignoring my parents’ disapproval, I married him right after graduation. My father had no choice but to support him financially, helping him build his company with my family's resources.
With my family's support, Ethan's company grew bigger and bigger.
I took a look at the information that the private detective sent over. The girl in the photo had a ponytail and big eyes filled with a clear spring, radiating youthfulness.
After five years of dating and eight years of marriage, I thought I meant something special to him. My youth and efforts became a joke in front of this photo!
My nails dug into my palm.
I turned and went to the bedroom. The smell of lingering intimacy made my stomach turn. I held back my nausea as I discreetly set up a hidden camera in the corner and dug out a bottle of lubricant from the drawer. I poured out more than half of the liquid in the bottle, then filled it with super glue.
Super glue. It’s supposed to hold things together permanently, right? How poetic. I’ll use it to celebrate their unshakable bond. Didn’t they promise never to part? Not if I have anything to do with it.
Let me help you both!
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