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Chapter Five

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I hand over the file to my secretary, the male taking it with a small nod before saying with a small smile on his face, keeping his voice low. "Congratulations on your incoming wedding, Sir."

It's not the first time I'm hearing the statement, considering how the word had gotten out some days ago to the public, the wedding is set to happen tomorrow, but it's clear my reaction to it is never right because when I do so, people stare like they don't understand why I'm giving such in the first place but I reply anyway, "Hmm."

He stares, just like they all do, somehow lost all of a sudden, I wave my hand towards my door and that snaps him out of it, the male taking a bow before turning around and leaving.

As soon as he's gone, I let out a sigh, trying to calm down the way my stomach won't stop churning. For the last few days, I have cancelled almost all my appointments, avoided the paparazzi as much as possible, and stayed indoors, mostly because I don't seem to have the right answers for a
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