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Maureen - 52

Author: Aldrich Candra
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"Ben, don't you want to open your heart?" Maureen pushed her empty bowl to the center of the table. She grabbed her phone from her handbag as she spoke, "I mean, how many months have you been trying to be a widower?"

If women could survive with the situation after being abandoned, most of the environments Maureen saw in men, they could immediately find a replacement partner under the pretext of needing to be taken care of. Like the revelation of their division head who chose to remarry after divorce.

Is it because they are not used to taking care of themselves? Maureen thought. Then, what about a widower like Ben?

Maybe it's because Ben has a lot of activities that can distract him from thinking about a life partner. Especially with children, he needs to consider a partner who is willing to accept his whole life.

"You can open your heart, but that doesn't mean you can open your crotch." Ben moved on, carrying the stacked bowls in his hands to the sink in the pantry.

"Aish, sarcasm!" H
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