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27: Gentle Husband's Care
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Aria and her husband, Lucien, sat together in a calm, quiet moment on the couch, the soft rustling of the nearby curtains the only sound in the room besides their own breathing. Aria was gently tending to a fresh wound on Lucien's arm, her expression focused and filled with concern. Carefully, she dabbed at the injury with a piece of cotton soaked in antiseptic."Ah—ouch... that really hurts," Lucien winced for the second time, his voice tinged with both pain and frustration.Without pausing her careful work, Aria responded with a calm but slightly amused tone, “Lucien, this cut isn’t as deep as you think it is. It looks worse than it actually is.” She continued to press the cotton softly against the injured area, trying to stanch the blood that still trickled from the wound.Lucien flinched slightly and looked at her with furrowed brows. “Please be careful,” he said, his voice softer now, both out of love and a touch of discomfort.Aria glanced up at him briefly, her eyes narrowing w
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The morning air was crisp, but it did little to cool the tight knot in Aria’s chest. Her fingers clutched Lucien’s arm as they walked down the sidewalk, the hospital’s entrance looming ahead. She kept glancing behind them, her eyes scanning every passing face, every shifting shadow.“We need to be careful with your stalker, Sophie,” she said, her voice low and tense. “If we’re not… you might end up more hurt than she was last time.”Lucien stopped and turned to face her. Aria’s eyes were wide—haunted, even. He knew that look. She’d worn it since the incident. Since Sophie.Aria wrapped her arms around herself. “I know she’s not here now, but I keep feeling like she’s watching us. Like she’s waiting. I don’t want to see her again, Lucien. I can’t.”He gently cupped her face, forcing her to meet his gaze. “I’ll do everything I can to keep you safe from whatever she’s planning,” he said firmly. “No matter what.”She nodded, though the fear in her eyes didn’t fade. Lucien held her close f
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My Mysterious Husband 28: Sweet Conversation
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My Mysterious Husband 23: Heartbreak
Fabian’s face crumpled with sorrow, tears carving silent paths down his cheeks. His eyes were hollow, lost. “What happened?” Aria asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Lucien’s voice was heavy with sadness. “What did she say to you?” Fabian shook his head, a tremor in his breath. “She told me… to stop waiting for her.” The words struck like a dagger. In that instant, Fabian’s world came crashing down. His heart splintered, the pain surging through him like a wave too strong to withstand. His knees buckled beneath the weight of it all, and yet he forced himself to walk away. Each step was a battle, every movement a struggle against the gravity of heartbreak. He staggered toward his car, the air thick with silence, trying not to fall apart before the door closed behind him.“Why…?” he whispered, barely able to hear his own voice over the sound of his heartbeat pounding in his ears. His hands trembled on the steering wheel, knuckles white, as tears streamed relentlessly down h
