My husband repeatedly sla:pped me in the face over a trivial matter. The next morning, he saw a lavish feast and said, “It’s good that you’ve finally come to your senses!” But he panicked and nearly fainted from shock after seeing the guests seated at the table…

duck, fresh bread, cinnamon apples, and expensive coffee — the exact brand Daniel demanded.

I arranged silverware across the twelve-seat dining table while sunlight crept slowly through the windows.

Evelyn came downstairs first wrapped in pearls and superiority.

Her eyes widened at the breakfast spread before satisfaction settled across her face.

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