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1 sat on the window ledge in the conference room, watching Ethan struggle to control. the meeting.
“Enough!” He slammed his hand on the table. “Instead of wasting time questioning me, focus on the project. The company’s success affects all of you. If you’d rather sabotage your own interests, be my guest.”
He dismissed them, loosening his tie and sighing heavily.
“Sir, Miss Evelyn called. She wants to know if you’re coming home for dinner,” his assistant said, entering the room.
Ethan didn’t answer, but stood up and headed for the door.
I was drawn to him, unable to resist the pull.
“Ethan, you’re back!” Evelyn flung open the door, her face perfectly made up, her perfume suffocating. She threw herself into his arms.
He caught her, then gently pushed her away. “The housekeeper can cook, Eve. You
don’t have to.”
“But I wanted to cook for you!” she whined, clinging to him.
I almost laughed. She had no idea how much Ethan hated strong perfumes.
He subtly stepped away, discreetly brushing off his clothes.
I remembered our first anniversary.
I had decorated the apartment, put on my best dress, and spritzed myself with a limited-edition perfume that Ayla had gifted me. I waited for Ethan all day, the food
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on the table growing cold and unappetizing.
He finally arrived at midnight, reeking of alcohol.
“Why did you drink so much?” I asked, trying to help him.
He pushed me away, frowning. “What’s that smell?” He sniffed my neck and shoved me towards the bathroom. “Go wash it off. Don’t wear that perfume again. It’s awful.”
He was complaining about my perfume when I hadn’t even mentioned his alcohol.
stench!
I bit back my anger. It was his anniversary, after all.
When I came out of the bathroom, he was sitting at the table, picking at the cold food.
I couldn’t see his expression, but I assumed he was just hungry after a long day of
work.
“Don’t just eat that. It’s your birthday.” I checked the time. It was almost midnight. I
placed the cake in front of him. “Make a wish, quick!”
He closed his eyes, blew out the candles, and then looked at the cake and then at me,
forcing a smile. “You made this? It’s… hideous.
I was about to retort, but he swept me off my feet and carried me into the bedroom…
Drunk Ethan was a different person, silent yet passionate. I spent the entire next day.
in bed..
“What are you thinking about?” Evelyn snapped, waving her hand in front of his face. She pulled him back to the table, gesturing at the few dishes she had prepared. “I
made this myself. Try it!”
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