Hassy_101

It was started with a harmless request, "Jessica, clear out a room for Zoey, she'll be moving in with us for the time being." 

Jessica's marriage soon ended when that 'guest' climbed up the ladder, from a guest room downstairs, to Jessica's bedroom, and then, her husband's bed. 

After losing in the fight for her husband's attention and love, Jessica realized it was time to wear back her garment of dignity and respect. She signed the divorce papers and left the country. 

Two years later, she returned as the heiress to a conglomerate, but her husband was at the airport, waiting to welcome her home. 

"When did I say I didn't love you, Jessica?" he asked.

When I Left, He Found His Way Back

"Are you lying for her?" I snapped. "Who else would have a grudge against me, to the extent of wanting me seriously wounded? Celine had tried it before, so why can't she do it again?" I glared at him. My anger that was already subsiding spiked again.

"Listen to me. Celine may have tried to hurt you before, but I'm telling you, she didn't do it this time," Max said, his voice firm but calm. "And I'm not lying for her. I have proof." He paused, studying me intently. "But before I tell you who was really responsible, you need to promise me one thing."

He leaned forward, his eyes burning with intensity. "You need to promise me you'll never do what you did yesterday. Turning me away because someone else hurt you."

I raised an eyebrow, "Weren't you the reason that happened? That psycho is ready to skin me alive, and it was all because of you."

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