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When Love Ended So Did We novel Chapter 50

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After getting drunk, I slept with the boy next door.

He was an extremely responsible person, and he proposed to me after he sobered up.

Later, I found out that night his beloved woman went abroad.

So I hid my deep love and became a wellbehaved and virtuous wife of a wealthy family.

In countless silent nights, we were incredibly understanding of each other, yet we never crossed

each other’s boundaries

My friends all said that I could never leave him, and I felt the same way.

Until that day, I discovered his second cellphone.

While he was taking a shower, a girl sent him a selfie.

Mr. Atkinson, thank you for the birthday gift.

She was a young girl with a beautiful appearance.

But she was wearing expensive clothes that didn’t match her age, so she appeared somewhat awkward.

I looked for a long time until my eyes became sore.

I always knew there was someone around Vincent Atkinson, but I never expected it to be this kind of girl.

Apart from being a bit upset, I was also surprised by my husband’s preferences.

I was taken aback that I saw Vincent’s secret. In a moment, Vincent came out with a wet body.

How long do you wanna watch?

He took the phone from my hand and, giving me a glance, started getting dressed.

There was not a trace of embarrassment on his face being exposed by his wife.

I knew that his confidence came from having control over the family’s finances.

Because I was the person who was kept at home by him, even though before marriage I was also a wellknown pianist.

didn’t argue with him about that photo, I couldn’t afford to argue either.

Seeing that he was about to leave, I quickly spoke up.

Vincent, I have something to tell you.

He fastened his belt leisurely and looked at me.

I have five more minutes, and the driver is waiting downstairs.

I guessed where he went, and my heart skipped a beat.

I

Vincent, I want to go out to work.

Vincent turned to look at me, and he stared for a while.

Then he took out a checkbook from his pocket, wrote down a set of numbers, tore it off, and handed

it to me.

Isn’t being a fulltime housewife at home good enough? Work isn’t suitable for you,he said, and then he was about to leave. I chased after him, with a humble posture.

I’m not afraid of hard work, I wanted to go out and work, and I could play the piano.

He did not have the patience to listen further. In his mind, I was a delicate lady who knew nothing.

People have become accustomed to being taken care of and are simply not suitable for showing their faces or enduring hardships.

Vincent raised his hand and checked the watch, the time had come.

He left this home without any nostalgia.

I couldn’t keep him, so I tightly asked when he held the doorknob.

My father will celebrate his birthday on Saturday, do you have time?

Vincent paused for a moment.

Let’s talk later.

The door closed gently.

A while later, the sound of a car starting could be heard downstairs, gradually fading away.

A few minutes later, the servant went upstairs.

Boss is going to Valhurst for a few days, he said there is something important.

Also, a batch of boss’s laundry has just been delivered. Madam, should we send it for washing or would you prefer to personally hand wash and iron it?

They knew that my relationship with Vincent was average. In this household, they were the intermediaries between me and Vincent.

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Tknelt on the sofa, and it took me a while to come back to my senses. I whispered.

The latter.

Because Vincent didn’t like the smell of dry cleaning solvents.

So all of Vincent’s clothes, including suits and coats, were almost always handwashed and then

ironed by me.

Apart from this, Vincent had high demands in other aspects as well.

He didn’t like to eat food from outside, he didn’t like even a trace of mess in the bedroom, so I learned cooking and arranging flowers.

He never cared about his wife, he only married me because of an accident.

I gradually became the perfect fulltime wife, and my life was almost only about Vincent.

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