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With a clean cloth, Tiana started wiping the blood away from Rafa’s face. It wasn’t a secret that the woman despises the things her husband does. He was cruel and cold, driven by money and success. Sometimes, she even questioned if he could feel something like compassion. “It does matter to me,” she answered, voice calm and collected despite the turmoil she felt inside. “Which line does he think you overstepped, Rafa?” Her dark eyes turned a little more serious.














