Chapter 19

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Nathaniel groaned annoyingly, fetching out his phone from his back pocket. The person calling should have something tangible to say for interrupting his moments with his shy wife. He stared at his Angel, who looked the other way with her face crimson red, fiddling her fingers together, wetting her lips....

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