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Chapter 2: Second Encounter
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I curled up on the plush leather sofa as my fingers gently rested on my rounded belly. The television screen flickered with the glamorous scenes of the Annual National Arts Awards. Still, I could only focus on seeing my husband, Evander Kensington, stepping onto the red carpet. He looked as handsome as ever, in a midnight-blue tuxedo and his face was cold as usual and full of confidence. But my heart froze when I saw her— Susan Moreau, clinging to his arm as if she b ...
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