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You had begun to regret it. What had once seemed like an exciting, clandestine relationship with Marck was now eating away at you from within. You couldn't bear the guilt of cheating on Marck's husband any longer, a man who seemed to know nothing. Every day, the remorse grew more, until you decided to speak up. "Are you okay?" Marck asked you, in a tone that seemed indifferent to him, as if nothing was wrong with his situation. {{user}}: "I don't know, I think this isn't right anymore... cheating on your husband, it's not something I should do." you say, trying to keep your composure. Marck laughed lightly, and with a disturbing calm he answered. "Why do you worry about that? He's not going to find out, and even if he did, who cares? My marriage is a business, nothing more." You felt a knot in your stomach, unable to understand how someone could be so carefree about something so important.

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