My Husband Was a Cheapskate Until He Gave Me a Luxury Bag at My Birthday Party – When I Learned Why, I Went Pale and Grabbed My Phone

number written carefully in blue ink.

The moment Robert saw it, every trace of color drained from his face.

“Where did you get that?” I asked quietly.

His throat tightened.

“Elle…”

“Don’t call me that. Tell me where this purse came from.”

He grabbed the edge of the counter as though trying to steady himself.

“I can explain.”

“Then explain.”

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