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He rolled down the window. "Stella and I have a class reunion later. Since you're pregnant it's Ber you segime

and rest."

Evelyn didn't argue or question him. She simply turned and walked into the villa.

By the time she glanced back, the car was already driving away.

She'd prepared herself for him not coming home that night. But in the dead of night, her phone rang, joling hee awake.

The number was unfamiliar, but she had a sinking feeling she knew who it was.

Sure enough, Stella's voice came through the line.

"Martin's drunk. Come pick him up."

Without waiting for a response, Stella hung up.

Evelyn sat on the bed, staring at the address Stella had sent. After a moment, she got up, changed and left.

She wanted to see what Stella was playing at.

Fifteen minutes later, Evelyn arrived at the private room.

The door was slightly ajar, and through the gap, she saw them-Martín and Stella, their faces close, sharing a hisin in some ridiculous game.

The room was filled with laughter and teasing as the biscuit grew shorter, their lips nearly touching When the last crumb disappeared, neither pulled away.

Instead, Martin kissed her.

Stella pretended to shy away, but Martin, drunk and reckless, pulled her back, deepening the kiss.

The room erupted in cheers, but Evelyn stood frozen outside, feeling like she was seeing a stranger.

The man she knew was always calm, composed.

This wild, passionate side of him? She'd never seen it before.

A bitter smile tugged at her lips. Evelyn, what are you doing? Your husband's in

there kissing another woman, andnoveldrama

you're just standing here watching?

She turned to leave, but Stella suddenly appeared, blocking her path.

Her lips were smudged, her eyes glinting with triumph. "You saw everything, didn't you?"

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Evelyn didn't respond.

Stella smirked. "You should know, Martian's always loved the Someone like und Hard or all for a little get the you. He only married you because you look like me. Do yourself a favor-read of the baby and leave. You fea want your child growing up like you, waiting at home every day for a man who teatas do gontr

"Martin will divorce you and marry me eventually. If you don't leave now, don't cry to your pets firm the dumps you."

Evelyn finally spoke, her voice cold. "Does Martin know?"

Stella frowned, "What?"

"Does he know the woman he's loved for years has two face?"

Without waiting for a reply, Evelyn pushed past her and walked into the rooms

The laughter died instantly as the helped Martin to his feet and led him out

He was completely wasted, muttering Stella's name as she shoved him into the

car.

She stared at his face, her voice dripping with sarcasm. Just wait a little longer, Martin"

Soon, we'll both be free.

The next morning, Martin woke up at home, confused. His head throbbed, and he had no memory of the night before.

He turned to Evelyn, who was calmly applying skincare. "How did I get back?"

"I picked you up," she said, her tone flat.

His face twisted with guilt. "Did I do anything stupid?"

She looked at him, her expression unreadable. "No."

She finished applying her lipstick and stood to leave.

Martin grabbed her wrist. "Where are you going?"

"To meet Steve."

His jaw tightened. "Stay away from him. The way he looks at you-it's not right."

Evelyn met his gaze head-on. "What's wrong with it? Isn't it the same way you look at Stella?"

"Stella's just a friend," he said, his voice stiff.

"And Steve's just my senior."

Martin pinched the bridge of his nose, frustrated. "Evelyn, I'm a man. I know what he's thinking"

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He reached for the bedside drawer, trying to distract her. "Look, I got you a gift while I was away. Let me give it to

you."

As he pulled the drawer open, a piece of paper fluttered to the floor.

The divorce agreement.

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