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After hanging up the phone, Hashimoto Miho sat in a daze, feeling a dull pain beginning to creep over her body.
To prevent her husband from seeing her bruises, she had not worn her light skirts this evening but had instead put on a tightly wrapped kimono, completely covering her delicate body.
"Miho, what’s wrong? Whose call was it?"
On the sofa, Takizawa Shikou, who was playing with their five-year-old daughter, saw his wife spacing out after the call, furrowed his b ...
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