While we were eating at the buffet, I unexpectedly saw my husband’s car in the parking lot… I thought a business meeting was actually a secret dinner that would ruin our marriage.

I thought Raymond believed that too.

He worked as a regional sales director for a large pharmaceutical company, so his schedule was always full. There were conferences, client dinners, business trips, and hotel meetings.

I had grown used to it.

Sometimes, I joked that hotel receptionists probably recognized him more easily than our own neighbors.

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