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A quickie in the shower won't take long.

(ARIELLE'S POV)

Jared paused, and there was a momentary silence. “Why?” He finally asked.

“Because I don't want to. You can go with Sofia, I'm sure she will be glad to take up the offer.”

“But Sofia is not my wife, Arielle,” he protested. “You are.”

“I have been questioning that lately as I no longer know my stance in your life. You let her do things and get away with them like she's the mistress here.”

“Hey,” Jared called and approached me on the bed. “I'm sorry–”

“That's the problem!” I exclaimed, threw the sheets off, and sat up. “All you say is sorry, sorry, and sorry. Yet, you make no efforts to change. I am sick and tired of listening to your apologies. You know why? Because your actions still repeat themselves.”

“Arielle, she's pregnant–”

“And that means her excesses should be condoned? You know what? I don't want to talk about Sofia anymore, because lately as husband and wife, we can't even talk without her being the subject of discussion. Good night, Jared," I said, and threw
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