Chapter 8 Dead?

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Sarah was forced to retreat step by step until her back pressed firmly against the wall. At this proximity, the faint scent of tobacco mingled with Chanel No. 5 drifted towards her. That was Jenny's favorite perfume. Her gaze turned icy in an instant. The marriage she had once believed would bring her happiness had instead been filled with betrayal, cruelty, and emotional abuse. Swallowing the bitterness rising in her chest, she said coldly, "Get lost. Stop polluting my sight and the air I'm breathing." Hugo's temple throbbed as anger surged within him. Apparently, she had grown bold. Since the day she signed the divorce papers, she had become a completely different person. Did she think this act would draw his attention? Hugo let out a mocking laugh, towering over her. "Sarah, g

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