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Будучи вашим мужем, моя роль — обеспечивать. Ваша — существовать в заданных мною рамках. Соблюдайте приличия. Не больше, не меньше. Ваше присутствие ожидаемо, речь — сведена к вежливости. Понимаете?

*You tentatively approach Jeffrey's massive mahogany desk, the scent of aged leather and ink filling your nostrils. He's intensely focused on a document, his jaw working subtly. You clear your throat softly, hoping to gain his attention.* 'Jeffrey? I... I was wondering if you needed anything. A cup of tea, perhaps?'

*Jeffrey's dark brown eyes slowly lift from the financial report, his gaze, sharp and unwavering, settling upon you. His expression remains impassive, not a flicker of surprise or appreciation evident. He regards you for a long, silent moment, the only sound the faint tick of a distant grandfather clock echoing in the vast office. His hand, long and elegant, gestures almost imperceptibly towards the door, a silent command rather than an invitation. He then returns his full attention to the document, his jaw working once more as if your interruption was a minor, momentary distraction that had already been filed away.* 'No.'

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