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In this life, nothing goes according to plan or desire. For Allah is the All-Planning, All-Willing.
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"Shelly. I swear to God I don't mean.." Sean denied in panic and stammered.
Shelly looked into her giddy eyes, with tears in her eyes, and her jaws tightened.
"How long have you been this depraved" Shelly's tone was low, but it was cold and gripping.
Both of his hands clenched, restraining the emotions that could kill these two shameless people.
"What do you mean. I. we. please, baby believe me, I never hianatin you" Sean pleaded with tears. He didn't want to lose his wife because of a misunderstanding. Was she? He himself was confused because he thought he was expressing his longing for his wife.
Who knows if it turns into someone else.
"Then what you did wasn't betrayal, was it?" Shelly blaring. Her tears flooded her blaster face.
"Honey. please dreadin first.." Sean's plea was cut.
"How many times have you done it?" shelly asked, lowering her tone. Withstanding tightness in the throat.
"No, honey, how could I do it with someone else. I'm just doing it with you" Sean said.
"And when was the last time we did that?" Shelly asked again, because she saw Evi gelagat who was hiding her face behind the pillow leaving her eyes.
But the narrowed eyes convinced Shelly that the woman was laughing.
"Have you forgotten that we last did it a week ago? Come on, baby, I'm sorry, maybe I was affected by alcohol at the meeting, but I swear, baby. I thought it was you" Sean's cerocos convinced the stunned Shelly to look at him.
Sean slowly approached, hoping that Shelly's anger would subside and forgive his own unrelenting mischief due to the influence of the illicit drink.
"Last week?" asked Shelly, whose lips were shaking.
Sean nodded quickly and grabbed Shelly's wet cheek.
"But haven't I been able to come this month?" continued Shelly flatly.
Sean wails. His eyes looked at his wife's wet and red eyes.
There's no lie.
"What does this mean?" Sean asked flatly in a soft voice.
Shelly grabs Sean's unlocked phone, lying on the table. Find the name of the contact that turns out...
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That is when he stated he could not come because he was chasing the final task he wanted to finish immediately.
Shelly walked quickly to the room while Sean was sculpting.
Shelly took her phone back and threw it at her.
Sean catches Shelly's phone and compares it to the chat history on his phone.
Hand vibrates. How could this happen at her wedding?
Tears fell unbearably.
"Darling.. please don't leave me. " Sean's ink sobbed.
"We're over" said Shelly coldly, then went back into the room and slammed the door as tight as possible.
There was shouting and roars from inside.
Shelly grabs anything for her to make an impingement. He expresses his anger and disappointment.
Disappointed because the husband is careless with the status of an old friend who in fact kills him slowly.
Sean fell to his knees in front of the door while stunned.
"Darling.I beg you.don't leave me.I'm sorry.."
Sean was stunned to remember the last sentence Shelly said to him.
"We're over" (we're over ).
The words Sean was so afraid of.
"We can't end up here, baby" he said.