My Obsessive Husband
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'Tsk Tsk, I don't guarantee anything.' sent stephen to his little wife.
'You better not planning anything stephen.' His wife shouted form phone to his ears. He liked her when she gets angry but he has to remind her she is his only. ONLY HIS.
How dare she talked with another man, his temper flew; 'Did he touch you?' He asked in low voice.
'We hugged even. I can do whatever the fuck I want.' His little wife was testing his patience which he lacks too much.
'Don't you dare talk to me like that! Remember who the fuck are you talking to.' He couldn't help his poor temper.
'A hug? you just say it like that? That motherfucker is going to pay a hell for it.'
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