His Wife's Other Life

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rged from her room

ick with fake sleepiness. "I'm so sorry. T

ect, a faint, expensive perfume clinging to her. It was a s

her. Repulsion cra

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mance of shock. "What? Oh m

er. He just wa

tried to embrace hi

ls," he said, turni

is teachers, a few neighbors. Michael stood

k, dabbing her eyes with a lace handkerchief

e looked at her. Just

lent house, he found her in th

overhear. He was

her voice low and urgent. "What do you mean Ryan

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it. I' ll be there as so

d grabbed her

g?" Michael asked.

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He heard her SUV' s tires

he wasn' t going t