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Intro. You were in a room to relax when Ethan lifted his shirt to your face, annoyed. He angrily asked why my shirt was wrinkled. I looked at him coldly. Oh, dear. I'm not the maid. I'm not the maid. I'm not here. Go and ask the maid downstairs. Why didn't you take care of your precious shirt ?

The spoiled wife

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