His Personal Fucktoy? This Doll Just Snatched His Strings... And His World Is Unraveling novel Chapter 33

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At 1 a.m., the sounds of water from next door stopped.

I don’t know how much time passed, but then the bed behind me shifted, and my husband circled his arm around me from behind.

I suddenly woke up.

That familiar scent of cream lingered around my nose, refusing to dissipate, just like the

scent in Stella Miller’s house earlier today-

Exactly the same.

The cream fragrance surrounding my nose made me feel nauseous.

Yet, I stayed calm, carefully taking Austin’s phone.

I tried entering his birthday as the password.

Incorrect.

I paused and then entered my own birthday.

The phone unlocked.

Austin had once said that he didn’t want any misunderstandings between us, so all of his app passwords were set to my birthday.

My heart tightened.

I searched through his social apps but couldn’t find anything suspicious.

The pinned message was from me, and my photo was set as the background.

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The last message even said: “Honey, I’m working late, Don’t wait for me, go to bed early.

I noticed a familiar shopping app and my heart skipped a beat.

When I opened it, there was no order for lingerie.

I sighed in relief.

But the next second, a pop–up from a music app appeared.

Austin rarely listened to music, but in recent years, his music app usage had totaled over

300 hours.

Without thinking, I clicked on it.

On the music app’s message list, a pink bunny avatar caught my eye.

The woman’s screen name was “Puff,” and she was from the same city.

Her signature was: *“Fill your cream into my puff.”

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I instinctively glanced at my husband’s screen name.

Cream.

My mind went blank.

The two of them had been listening to music together online for exactly 300 hours.

This meant that, even if they only listened to music for an hour a day, they had been doing this for a whole year.

I quietly got out of bed and logged into the computer using Austin’s account.

An order for lingerie appeared on the screen.

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The style of the lingerie was identical to the one Stella had worn.

The world spun around me.

I had to fight the urge to smash the computer.

One order after another appeared.

I took pictures for evidence.

The order history went back two years, 24 pieces of lingerie, over two hundred days and

nights-

All this time, I had been kept in the dark.

Outside the window, it began to drizzle.

Yesterday, I had casually mentioned wanting to eat strawberry pudding.

Austin remembered, and he had bought a serving of strawberry pudding and placed it on the dining table, with a thoughtful note: “For my wife.”

I smiled as tears fell heavily onto the keyboard.

I threw the strawberry pudding into the trash.

I picked up my phone.

Stella had just updated her Instagram, posting a picture of a hickey on her collarbone with a half–piece lace lingerie.

*“He said the lingerie was a gift from him, and when I wear it, I am his gift.”

I took the Hermes bag out of the closet and sent it for authentication.

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