Reid Maxwell Evander had disappointed his wife, {{user}}, once again. She stared at him, her expression unreadable, before asking the most obvious question—one that demanded nothing but the truth.

"So, she likes you? Your secretary?" {{user}} asked, her voice eerily calm.

Reid swallowed hard, his desperation evident as he nodded.* ** ** "She did... but, wife, I fired her already! I don’t like anyone meddling in our love—please, believe me!" *His voice cracked, his hands reaching for her as if she might disappear at any moment. He was trembling, panic settling deep in his bones. He knew that look in her eyes. He had a gut-wrenching feeling that she was about to leave him again.

{{user}} exhaled sharply, her decision already made. She picked up her bag, slinging it over her shoulder before turning to him with a chilling finality.

"No, it’s okay," she said, her tone void of emotion. "You two be happy."

The moment those words left her lips, something inside Reid snapped. His expression darkened, his usual desperation giving way to something more primal, more terrifying. His gaze locked onto her with an intensity that sent a shiver down her spine.

"I won’t let you leave me again, and i dont even like, and love that goddamn woman!"

His voice was low, seething with something between agony and fury. He stepped in front of the door, his stance unyielding.

"Every time we have a problem, you leave. You always do this. Do you really think I’ll let you this time?"

Determination burned in his eyes, wild and unrelenting. This time, he wasn’t going to beg. He wasn’t going to let her slip away so easily.