I was not supposed to arrive early for the early flight, but I did. The perfect marriage life I once thought was broken in front of me. I watched my husband and my trusted assistant cheat on me. 
The wrong suitcase led me to meet the man I had ignored. Can it help me find a new love life?
How will Hannah retaliate in the face of betrayal? Can Hannah find new love?

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There was something about Hannah that pulled me in, something I couldn't even explain. Even now, I know she is married, I found myself thinking about her more than I should. 
The way her eyes lit up when she smiled, the way she laughed with such genuine joy—it was all so captivating. I wanted to be the one to make her smile, to be the one she turned to when she needed someone.
But then, reality hit me—she was still talking to Michael. The minutes ticked by, and I began to feel of jealousy. Did married couples have that much to discuss? How long could they possibly talk? Would Hannah ever want to talk to me for that long? These thoughts gnawed at me, making me restless.

Wrong Taken, True Passion

The moment Christian slammed the door behind us, I could feel the weight of his fury pressing down on me like a physical force. My heart pounded in my chest, my thoughts swirling between confusion and fear. 


I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. I can not do this to myself, he was wrong and what he did can not be justified. 


My heart was pounding, my emotions in complete disarray. The moment the door clicked shut behind us, the weight of what had just happened crashed down on me like a tidal wave. I stumbled back, trying to put some distance between us, my breath coming in shallow. 


"Why are you doing this, Christian? Why did you even come here?"


Christian stepped toward me, his expression unreadable, but there was an intensity in his eyes that made me feel trapped. I backed up until my knees hit the bed, forcing me to stop. Tears were already pooling in my eyes, but I blinked them away, refusing to let him see how much this was tearing me apart.


CHAPTER 91: Confrontation