![]() I walked towards the dressing room and tiredly sat in front of a vanity mirror, my three PAs immediately approached me to put some retouch powder here, lipstick there, a typical scene for me as a model. But what should I do since I still love him? Love can be blind, and as long as he is still around me, nothing else matters. I tried hard to please him and win his heart.īut every day in the next room, I could hear the sound of his lovemaking with another woman, then I knew that I was doing everything in vain. Yes, even though we have been married for three years, I still live a careful life. ![]() I didn't dare to make any delays, I was afraid he would be unhappy with my lateness. I just wanted to pack up and go home now.īefore the shooting, my husband sent me a message saying that his assistant was coming to pick me up. "Oh my gosh! You're really a definition of perfection, Jazzie," Azy came over to me, as usual, he always compliments me generously, using all the nice words on me. I straightened my back, put on a professional and confident smile, and soon the shoot was completed without incident. "Perfect!" While I was lost in thought between commercial shoots, my manager, Azy's voice brought me back to reality. I am beautiful, and I have tens of millions of fans on my facebook, but all this seems to be meaningless in the eyes of my husband. I am currently one of the hottest models in the entertainment industry. ![]() No one knows how much helpless I always felt behind my glamour. ![]()
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