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!”

need some

head. That tiny distance became an insurmountable chasm

sighed deeply, eyes filled with pain. He reluctantly got off

of the door locking outside crushed Lena’s heart. A sudden,

on the bed. When she finally calmed down, she quietly entered the living room. The two-tiered cake sat in the center, rose petals covering the floor. Chris’ gift, the pink diamond

should have been a beautiful, romantic evening,

up. She sliced the cake and stored it in the refrigerator. She then carefully placed the diamond ring in a drawer and lay

down her spine, but she closed her eyes, wishing she could sleep through it all and never wake

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bottle of cheap liquor. She called out to

street-side store. She made a disdainful sound. Old habits died hard. She’d offered Drake wine worth thousands of dollars, but nothing