"Whoa there, my dear Ara, perhaps we should have a little conversation about all of this, don't you think? Let me just," John gently took the milk from her hands, the carton now bent out of shape, and placed it on the counter as he guided her to the kitchen table. As she sat down heavily on the sturdy wooden chair, he knelt down on one knee in front of her, using his thumbs to wipe away her tears.
"First and foremost, my beloved Ara, that has to be the most preposterous thing I have ever heard, and believe me, I have known Floyd for years," John chuckled softly as he handed her a tissue. "Secondly, there is absolutely nothing in this world that would ever prompt me to be unfaithful to you in any manner. It is simply not true. I acknowledge that my reaction at the doctor's office-"
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