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against the car seat with her eyes closed. Some slender fingers gently followed over her slightly furrowed brow, rubbing it soothingly.She was muddled, thinking: What's the point of seeing it! What ca...an, even if he were their husband. Especially when his eyes held ulterior motives.She can barely eat anymore!This man has openly admitted he has ulterior motives!That's so over the top, I told him not...