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“Wait, you made her clean the house with a broken leg?”
“I didn’t —” Dennis stammered. “She said she could handle it!”
“Hey!” he shouted, turning red.
“She’s my wife!”
“Then act like it!” Kylie snapped. “God, I can’t believe this!”
The city inspector stepped forward, flipping through a folder.
“Sir, we received a report earlier today about potential neglect and unsafe conditions at this property. We have photo evidence and a formal witness statement.”
Dennis turned on me.
“You did this? You little —”
“Careful,” I said, stepping forward. “You want to talk about how you left your injured wife alone in a two-story house and went fishing?”
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