REVENGE ON MY UNFAITHFUL HUSBAND

REVENGE ON MY UNFAITHFUL HUSBAND

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When I heard the cop's voice, I wondered if Micah would feel even a little sad about my death. He should, right? Could twenty years of feelings just vanish so easily? Micah's handsome face showed no trace of concern as he casually asked, "Just the wedding dress?" "Yes, for now it's only the dress. But she might be in danger. We can't rule out suicide. We found..." Before the cop could finish, Micah cut him off. "I don't know who reported this, but I know Ruby. She'd never kill herself. She's pulled stunts like this many times before. Don't waste your time playing along with her little rich girl games." The cop were surprised. They'd just gotten married yesterday, and here he was, not showing an ounce of worry for his wife.
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