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Chapter 22

Author: Cynthia Ray
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-07 03:00:46
Matthew stepped aside and let Anastasia come into his house. She turned and shut the door behind her. "You don't look so happy to see me," Anastasia said.

"I am happy to see you, but I am not so happy with you," Matthew said. He was desperately trying to buy time because he knew Anastasia, seeing another woman in his bed would shatter any iota of trust she had in him. "You dismissed me immediately. You saw Paris your mother-in-law", Matthew said.

Anastasia drew closer to him and hugged him tightly, "I am so sorry about that, and I have come to make it up to you," Anastasia said as she pecked him on the lips.

"What is that perfume you have on? It's so familiar, "Anastasia said as she sniffed his neck.

"Actually, I used a couple of perfumes, so it's not actually one perfume," Matthew answered.

"It smells nice. You smell nice, "

Anastasia said.

Anastasia sensing the awkwardness that had been brought on by the question quickly changed the topic,

"How about we open thi
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