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My husband burned the only beautiful dress I had so I wouldn’t be able to attend his promotion gala. Then he looked at me with contempt and called me “an embarrassment.”
Daniel stared at me with complete contempt.
“That’s exactly why I burned it. So you wouldn’t come. Look at yourself. You smell like onions, your hands are ruined, and you look like a servant. I’m a vice president now. Tonight I’ll be around wealthy people and influential families. You embarrass me. You don’t belong beside me anymore.”
