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"Don't you dare emasculate me, bitch. You know everything I've been through, yet you're weaponizing it and using it against me. What kind of a horrible woman do you have to be to do that?!"

A vein pulsed on his forehead, as he became angrier and angrier.

"You think you can use you working as an excuse to do whatever the hell you want. I don't buy any of your bullshit for a second, Carmen."

Daniel banged his fist down on the table angrily, and I jolted upwards, my eyes watering.

I'd never seen him like this before.

"I don't believe that your boss expects you to wear so much make-up every damn day... and I don't believe he expects you to wear skin-tight clothes like you want every bastard in the office to fucking look at you."

He cocked his head to the side venomously.

"You're embarrassing as fuck, Carmen. You're a married woman, getting older with every year passing, and you're still acting like an eighteen-year-old. With that slutty dress sense, the tacky foundation and contour. You look like a hooker. Like you're still fishing for another fucking man. I won't take this disrespect anymore."


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