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it down next to his drink. “You told me you owned half the business. You said Jenna refused to accept the marriage was over.”
My Husband Brought His Mistress to Our Fourth of July BBQ and Told Me Not to Make a Scene—He Never Expected What I Did Next
“No,” I said. “He forgot to tell me.”
She picked up her bag, her voice sharp. “The apartment doesn’t exist. Neither does the life you promised.” And with that, she walked out the gate.
