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Second wife?
The sudden mention of these two words left Yves King dazed. After a while, he finally said with a sad face, "Wendy, I absolutely didn't mean to make you my second, no, I mean, I won't. Damn it. What I mean is, you're already married..." Yves King's brain scrambled. What does her being married have to do with their relationship? He wished he could slap himself on the face for his mess, what nonsense was he talking?
At the mention of the phrase, "you're already married," Wendy Quay's face paled. Biting her lip and trying her best to prevent her tears from falling, her frail body trembled, "I, I won't be, your mistress."