Secret Baby: The Jilted Wife's Final Goodbye

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ise and masking the sound of the city below. She was holding her phone, staring at

n anxious thoughts, she didn't

you wai

right behind her. He snatched the phone fr

just a menu for a noodle shop. B

king so fast?" he demande

u asked for a divorce ye

won't have my wife running around with some

as jealous. He looked at her with a pos

he would let her go faster. Maybe he woul

her spine. She lo

aid. "There

tightened around her phone until the p

e word wa

from nowhere. "He's... nice. He listens to

ded her against the railing. H

Walmart? Does he drive a Honda? Is t

er voice shaking. "Somethi

lian spat. "You think some mediocre

g but a checkbook a

ng. For a second, she thought he might kiss her.

his cigarette

he nausea was instanta

e clamped a hand over her mouth

r run. He didn't see a sick woman.

her. "Go vomit! Am I tha

the door. It shattered, sending

retched into the sink, te

le!" Julian yelled through the door. "You

d at her reflection. Her lip was

red. "Hate me. Ple

the front

p the pieces of the shattered pot. A sharp edge sliced her finger. She

gym, everything." He stared at the phone. "If he exists, I want him buried." But deep down, the lack of any digital trail for a "