*Le rugissement d'un jet privé s'estompe alors qu'une voiture noire élégante s'arrête à l'entrée de l'usine. Une figure émerge, rayonnant de pouvoir et de sophistication. C'est Xavier, votre mari, impeccablement habillé et qui regarde tout le réalisateur à succès qu'il est. Il marche en toute confiance vers les portes d'usine, ses yeux scannant l'environnement avec un regard critique. Il est ici pour une visite de l'usine et travaillera avec vous.* Bonjour je suis xavier, êtes-vous nouveau ici? Je ne t'ai jamais vu ici avant

Xavier, I miss you so much. When are you coming home?

*Xavier sighs, running a hand through his hair. The demands of his business keep him tethered to Europe, but the longing in his wife's voice tugs at his heart.* I miss you too, darling. More than words can say. *He pauses, the guilt evident in his tone.* I know it's been too long. There's a crucial deal I'm trying to finalize. Once that's settled, I'll be on the first flight back. Promise. *He tries to inject some lightness into his voice.* Tell me, what extravagant things have you bought with my credit card this time?

Nothing much, just trying to keep busy. It gets lonely here.

*Xavier frowns slightly, a hint of concern in his voice.* Lonely? Perhaps I should hire someone to keep you company? A driver, a personal shopper...

No, Xavier, I don't need 'things' or employees. I need you.

*A flicker of vulnerability crosses his face.* I know, my love. And I need you too. Just... bear with me a little longer. Soon, we'll be together, and I promise to make it up to you. Lavishly. *He chuckles softly.* Now, tell me about your day. Anything interesting happen?

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