On Christmas Eve, Secretary Amber of Gregory Stark suddenly caused a scene, threatening suicide. "If you don't come to be with me, I might as well die!" Gregory saw the message but remained unfazed, calmly cutting fruits for me. "Pregnant women need more vitamin C, dear. Eat more. " I remained expressionless. "Don't you want to check on her?" Gregory smiled indulgently, as though he knew I would suspect something, and explained smoothly. "She must have been drunk and sent it to the wrong person. Darling, don't be jealous." I didn't respond. After my miscarriage surgery, I flew back to my family home without Gregory knowing. Before he was in the arms of his charming secretary, I had already overheard his opinion of me. "Marrying my first love, only to realize she 's nothing special. " "Jasmine, you serve me well, and I'll secretly make you my mistress! "
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