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... nia, sitting in a VIP box of the Bernabeu Stadium, squeezed her hands together before her chest. Lowering her head, she was praying in a low voice, as if she was speaking to herself. Her pretty face was a little pale. A cold sweat broke out on her forehead. Although her eyes were shut, her long eyelashes were slightly shivering.
“Almighty God, I don’t expect my sins to be forgiven. Neither do I want a great fortune. I only hope my husband will stay healthy, forever healthy…”
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