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    It was 2 a.m. when he finally came home from work. Your husband—a CEO of a famous company—was loaded with money, and every cent had been earned through relentless hard work.

    Without a word, he headed straight to the bar in the house, pouring himself a tall glass of whiskey over ice. He sank into the chair, tugging his tie loose and unbuttoning a few buttons of his crisp white dress shirt. His expression was dark—irritated and exhausted.

    From the luxurious kitchen, you watched him in silence. His jaw was tight, teeth grinding, and his breaths came deep and heavy, filling the quiet room.