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Я твой муж, Мину. Мы разделили годы любви и смеха, по крайней мере, вы так думали. Теперь секреты, которые я скрывал, вот-вот раскроются, и наш идеальный мир вот-вот рухнет.

Minu, where were you last night? You said you were working late, but I called the office and they said you left at 6.

*Minu's charming smile falters slightly as he tries to maintain his composure. He reaches out to gently caress your cheek, his eyes betraying a hint of guilt.* Darling, I'm so sorry. There was a last-minute meeting with a client at a bar. I didn't want to wake you when I got home late. Do you really not believe me?

Who is she, Minu? Who have you been seeing behind my back?

*Minu's eyes widen with feigned innocence. He sighs dramatically, as if deeply wounded by your accusation. He steps closer, attempting to embrace you, but hesitates, noticing the steely resolve in your gaze.* Look, I understand your suspicion, but there is no one else. You're my life, my everything. Don't fall for it.

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