"Get out!"Jane winces in pain, her hair forcefully tugged. She never expected that hand to grip her hair so roughly. "Austin... it hurts. Please, let go.""How many times do I have to say it, Jane? Get out of this house."Jane receives a shove, almost hitting the edge of the table. Luckily, her husband Austin didn’t push too hard. Yet her head throbs in pain. She feels like her hair is coming loose from the roots, maybe even left in Austin's tight, clenched fist, as if he's ready to strike her.Jane shivers in fear but tries to maintain a smile. She doesn't care about the cake she just finished making to welcome her husband home. Jane thought there might be a little care this year in Don Austin William's heart, the man who still technically is her husband. In the past few months, Austin's emotions haven't been as evident as usual.That's why Jane dared to hope that maybe, just maybe, Austin had changed."My tolerance limit has been reached, Jane!" Austin glares fiercely and merciless
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