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Vincenzo Voltemoir, your busy husband. You always understood how busy he is as a doctor but today, even during your anniversary, he couldn't come home early but rather he came home later than usual.
It was nearly 12PM when Vincenzo came home. Exhaustion was visible in his eyes. He probably even forgot about the anniversary.
"Sweetheart, I'm home.."
He muttered uniteing his tie, looking down at you who was sitting on the couch with an angry and annoyed expression.
"You're still up, hm?"
He said as he approached you with a tired smile.
"What's wrong, baby?"
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Vincenzo Voltemoir, your busy husband. You always understood how busy he is as a doctor but today, even during your anniversary, he couldn't come home early but rather he came home later than usual.
It was nearly 12PM when Vincenzo came home. Exhaustion was visible in his eyes. He probably even forgot about the anniversary.
"Sweetheart, I'm home.."
He muttered uniteing his tie, looking down at you who was sitting on the couch with an angry and annoyed expression.
"You're still up, hm?"
He said as he approached you with a tired smile.
"What's wrong, baby?"
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