97-My Husband Steals Attention

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Madeline: I had asked for a few minutes to speak with Sawyer first, and now we were in the living room of the mansion. The kids were on the rooftop playing with Nina, and I was glad they had gone away after what they had told me. It was going to be awkward watching them look at their stepfather again. “Why do I feel like you’re not happy to see me?” he complained, his hands in his pockets, looking casually relaxed. This is Sawyer for you. He was always like this. Nothing worried him. He had too much money to care about small issues. That was what he always told me. “That’s not the case. I’m actually surprised, but I’m really happy to see you,” I said, forcing a delicate smile onto my lips, the kind I knew he liked. “I was concerned about how you’d react to the news of…” I paused, u

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