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Eunice was about to move a chair to sit down when suddenly she heard Travis' scary voice booming from the kitchen.

“AALIYAH!” It almost gave her a heart attack when he shouted. Fear grew in her chest. What could her husband be angry about now? She quickly headed to the kitchen.

She caught him facing the sink. Oh gosh!

As soon as Travis felt her presence, he slowly turned around to face her with furrowed eyebrows, clearly showing his anger! Eunice's heart raced even more when she saw how scary her husband looked now.

“Who is the fcking owner of this fcking t-shirt, Aaliyah?” Travis pointed the shirt aggressively. The veins in his neck and forehead were visible due to his extreme anger.

Eunice's face turned pale. Why did she forget that she had a narrow-minded husband? How could she forget what he might think? Oh God!

She was about to speak when Travis grabbed the shirt and threw it at her.

“F*ck, Aaliyah! I don't have this kind of shirt! What? You're bringi
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