Her Possessive Husband

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lover who was killed in a car accident. Ana decided to go to Las Vegas, trying to cheer herself up but Ana felt as if the world around her

ere still echoing in her brain. He was lost in thought with a blank stare, as if expecting Alan to reappear at t

because the accident happened after Ana asked Alan to pick him up from work. He just wanted to give Alan a surprise on his birthday, which coincided

iggered by slippery road conditions. This small, unexpect

n the silence of the night. In her loneliness and sadness, Ana felt trapped in deep regret an

ock in the evening. With a deep breath, Ana tried to gather the courage to move forward from the sa

ortable and warm clothes to leave the house. Ana felt the urge to get

onight brought new hope. His steps were light but determined, and he followed the

k. The ocean waves hitting the shore produce a soothing roar, as if trying to provide calm in his e

e shore with a calming rhythm. The sound of the waves and the night breez

racted Ana, she saw a Buggati

luxury car parked by the beach. His face looked sad, full of an empty and tired expressi

aves ebbing and flowing, as if trying to find meaning in the ever-repeating rhythm of nature. The at

r or look away. The man smiled discordantly, a smile that showed how much his heart hurt. "Am I really that sad? Ever

ned the bottle of champagne and took a sip straight from the bottle with a m

the champagne bottle towards Ana, without saying a word. Ana, without saying anything, immediately took the

weetly, rubbing

?" Ana asked afte

id Alessio introducing hi

back. Ana placed he

her name. I don't know, the name

ack at the front, "Sorry to distur

mmediately turned to look at Ana

ause of me. Don't I look like a murderer?" Alessi

side and then said, "No. I believe you are not a murder

ntil Ana immediately pulled Alessio's

nded the brief kiss. Ana immediatel

go home first," said Ana, who immediately

finish what you started," said Alessi