He Begged Me In Tears When I Pretended To Cheat.
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Holden and I were in an arranged marriage. In these five years, he never even touched my hand. I was sick of this marriage in name only. So I deliberately staged a fake affair. I took some suggestive photos and sent them to Holden from a burner number. [Mr. Sterling, your husband tastes good.] [I've liked Silas for a long time. Why don't you divorce him and let me have him?] Holden was the proudest man I knew, with a severe obsession with cleanliness, and he couldn't stand betrayal. I thought after seeing those photos, he'd furiously hand me divorce papers. But I never expected…