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The Man Who Truly Saw Me

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 1031    |    Released on: 16/06/2025

ly here. In my h

about me, his wife, who' d

because Chloe

ly around her shoulders as she leaned heavily on

er with such tender

once, shown me when I was

singly steady. "When was the las

led, as if he'd for

Sarah? Chloe is the one who's

er, the food poisoning from that restaurant you insisted we try. Did you

devoid of accusation

– confusion? annoyanc

strong. You can handle thi

used for the manipulative, am

"strong." H

p, his expression

u need to sign those shares over to C

shares, shares that were a family heirloom meant for his wif

"I need to get Chloe home. Her ankle needs

e my lawyer draw up the papers tom

out my condition, why

come back. He was jus

, Chloe peeked back at

a glint of pure triumph. A small,

heavily on Ethan. "Ooh, my a

ney," he murmured

ack into place, le

e ag

the aloneness

t space where I cou

in a few mi

tter, dear?" sh

ou," I said.

ll there, a dull ache in my stomach, but t

n was made.

, didn't wait fo

cle an hour later, alon

sing agility for someon

. "I just wanted to apologize again. I know Ethan was ver

visitor's chair, folding he

ou, Sarah. You're so

strong" made it so

her, my expr

are you re

altered for a fra

ou. To ap

o see if I'm broken. To see

with feigned innocence. "

ntation. The spicy dinner. The 'twisted' ankle. The sl

r in her eyes before

t being fa

ughed. "Let's talk

age, into my job, and you systematica

ure finall

shed, replaced by

u, Sarah. The rich husband, the easy job because you're married to the bo

d. "Or manipula

up, her ey

w," she hissed. "You were just convenien

wants a real woman, S

shifted again, back

curtain, then deliberate

IV stand, making it

face again, harder this

n't hit me again! H

in was ri

like thunder. He' d obviou

collapsed into his arm

I just came to see if she was

ked face and the red mark on her che

filled with a

ards me, his

voice dangerously low. "Or I swear, Sarah, I will make your li

his jacket pocket. It was a share

gn

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