The male mistress was on top and got a slap from the president's wife: I only want him to be jealous, who allows you to force him away?
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Third wedding anniversary. I carefully chose 999 red roses for Fiona. But her male secretary had an allergic reaction. Fiona was livid. She manipulated me by using my mom's keepsake as leverage, compelling me to fight a lion. She nonchalantly instructed her subordinates, "It's fine if he dies, as long as it dispels the bad luck for Asher." I stayed silent. With six ribs broken and my body battered, I managed to leave with the keepsake. Behind me, Fiona sneered, "He's just a lowly bodyguard I keep around. How can a dog leave its master?" Fiona didn’t know. Someone had already…