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

touching her head. That tiny distance became an insurmountable chasm the moment

filled with pain. He reluctantly got off

Lena’s heart. A sudden, painful sensation overwhelmed her, and

living room. The two-tiered cake sat in the center, rose petals covering the floor. Chris’ gift, the

been a beautiful, romantic evening, but time

cake and stored it in the refrigerator. She then

her spine, but she closed her eyes, wishing

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the lobby with a bottle of cheap liquor. She called out to him, and he

made a disdainful sound. Old habits died hard. She’d offered Drake wine worth thousands of dollars, but