Married a Secret Billionaire

“Lenny…” Chris cautiously approached her after a prolonged silence, sensing something was wrong. If she didn’t want to talk about it, there was little anyone could do. Anxiety gripped him, but he had to restrain himself.

The slap didn’t hurt much, but he was willing to endure it if it eased her distress.

Lena curled up, unable to meet his eyes, and repeatedly apologized, “I’m sorry, Chris. I’m so sorry.”

“What’s bothering you today?” Chris asked.

Lena hugged her head, shoulders trembling.

“Lenny, please tell me. I can help you!”

some time

mid-air, stopped just short of touching her head. That tiny distance

filled with pain. He reluctantly got off the bed, picked up his coat, glanced back at her, and

of the door locking outside crushed Lena’s heart. A sudden, painful sensation overwhelmed her,

she sat on the bed. When she finally calmed down, she quietly entered the living room.

should have been a beautiful, romantic evening, but time

She then carefully placed the diamond ring in a drawer and lay

spine, but she closed her eyes, wishing she could sleep through it

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lobby with a bottle of cheap liquor. She called out to

sound. Old habits died hard. She’d offered Drake wine