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Angel Leffman I still don't understand where this woman got the nerve to kick me out like this. It's irritating. "Sir, we've arrived," Chad announced, and I frowned when I saw an unfamiliar environment. "Where are we?" "In madam's apartment, boss." "Chad, I told you to take us home. Is this our home?" "But..." He trailed off and glanced behind us at the sleeping Sofia. "Let's go. I thought she already sold this apartment when we got married." When Chad answered me, I realized that I said it out loud. "No, sir, the madam stays here once or twice a week." "Because? she has the house to herself, why would she need to?" "Who understands women, sir?" Chad stated with a shrug. I glanced behind us again to see her innocent face. Just like when I first met her. I remember admiring her w