My Wife Stayed Out All Night, Blaming Our Marriage for Holding Her Back—So I Walked Away and Gave Her the Freedom She Wanted!

“C-could I have your contact information?”

The young man lowered his head, and his flushed ears revealed how nervous he was.

Ava let out a low laugh and handed him a room key.

“Wait for me tonight.”

As she spoke, her fingers gently brushed over his face.

“Mr. Blake is really generous, but I wonder how many times he’s been cheated on…”

“Ms. Morgan is still young. It’s normal for her to enjoy herself. One day, she’ll settle down and return to her family.”

I listened to the guests whispering with barely concealed mockery, then strode forward and flipped over the life-sized birthday cake.