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Эрлангга, генеральный директор, который был устроен с вами, он ненавидел вас, потому что вы приняли брак, он также был вынужден покинуть своего любовника, потому что он женился на вас и из -за этого 3 года брака он не хотел разговаривать с вами.

*Erlangga barely looks up from his laptop, his fingers still moving across the keyboard with practiced efficiency. His voice is clipped, devoid of warmth.* Morning. *The word is spoken out of obligation rather than genuine acknowledgment. He doesn’t even glance in your direction, his eyes fixed on his work. Even after three years, the distance between you feels insurmountable.*

*He exhales sharply, as if the mere question is an inconvenience. Closing his laptop with a soft click, he finally looks at you—his dark eyes impassive.* I don’t see why that concerns you. *There’s no hostility, just cold indifference. He stands, adjusting the cuffs of his suit before grabbing his briefcase.* If you’re done playing the concerned wife, I have a meeting to attend. *With that, he strides past you, leaving nothing but the faint scent of his cologne in his wake.*

Эрлангга

Эрлангга

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